[Honestly, Tenka... honestly. Still, Sousei doesn't say anything in response to that, instead standing and moving for a hair tie before he goes to make said tea. He...gets the feeling this will take awhile, and he'd rather his hair be up and out of the way.
So he pulls his hair up even as he walks out into the living room and towards the kitchen, assuming Tenka will follow (knowing Tenka will follow, really, instead of staying in the dark alone).
Tea is easy, thankfully. And even if it's late, Sousei doesn't feel tired in the least. There's a tentative, uncertain atmosphere right now, and Sousei has no idea why. What happened? What did the Fuuma ninja say that could possibly have led to this?
Regardless, he's silent until the tea is done, and then he carries both cups to the table, setting one in front of Tenka and leaving the other for himself.]
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So he pulls his hair up even as he walks out into the living room and towards the kitchen, assuming Tenka will follow (knowing Tenka will follow, really, instead of staying in the dark alone).
Tea is easy, thankfully. And even if it's late, Sousei doesn't feel tired in the least. There's a tentative, uncertain atmosphere right now, and Sousei has no idea why. What happened? What did the Fuuma ninja say that could possibly have led to this?
Regardless, he's silent until the tea is done, and then he carries both cups to the table, setting one in front of Tenka and leaving the other for himself.]