[He's.........being mothered, here, isn't he. Tenka's taking care of him. That's...such a bizarre thing that for a moment, Sousei is silent, blinking in some bemusement as he sips his tea and then sets it down to take that sweater.
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Thank you...
[His tone is a little tentative, as if he's not entirely sure how to react to this entire situation (which, to be perfectly frank, he's not). After the sweater is on (slipped on rather easily, oversized as it is), he picks up the tea again, and then frowns at Tenka.]
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Thank you...
[His tone is a little tentative, as if he's not entirely sure how to react to this entire situation (which, to be perfectly frank, he's not). After the sweater is on (slipped on rather easily, oversized as it is), he picks up the tea again, and then frowns at Tenka.]
...Well, you should sit as well.