[ . . . masamune would like to say that he knew takane well enough to instinctually know what was going through her mind at some moments, but takane was also takane, and he knew her well enough to know that there were moments where he just Wouldn't Get it.
This moment under her analyzing stare is one of them. He can do nothing more than meet her eyes and guess at what she's thinking, what she's going to say.
none of those guesses are close to what she says, though. he had known takane long enough not to be surprised but amused in these cases. the curiosity kept him on his toes, he'd like to think, but this time he's solely curious. ]
Huh. You've got nothing, or is it... [ what was that she used. ah, right. ] Classified?
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This moment under her analyzing stare is one of them. He can do nothing more than meet her eyes and guess at what she's thinking, what she's going to say.
none of those guesses are close to what she says, though. he had known takane long enough not to be surprised but amused in these cases. the curiosity kept him on his toes, he'd like to think, but this time he's solely curious. ]
Huh. You've got nothing, or is it... [ what was that she used. ah, right. ] Classified?