[Ah, did he make a mistake? It's hard to tell if Souda is really upset or not, but he had only meant it in a harmless way. Komaeda's smile softens, as he leans onto his elbows on the counter.]
Maybe it's because you're more confident like this? [He suggests,] I mean, you were always so confident before, Souda-kun. But I think you've really grown since our first meeting.
It just feels like that look suits you best?
[He's not messing around when he says it, nor is it just lip-service. After knowing Souda all of these years, he feels confident in his own understanding of his friend to know when the guy is happy or not. And it just feels like, more than a human, he was always meant to be this gargoyle standing before Komaeda.]
Oh, by the way! [Sudden diversion!] Do you happen to have my prosthetic arm again, or...?
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Maybe it's because you're more confident like this? [He suggests,] I mean, you were always so confident before, Souda-kun. But I think you've really grown since our first meeting.
It just feels like that look suits you best?
[He's not messing around when he says it, nor is it just lip-service. After knowing Souda all of these years, he feels confident in his own understanding of his friend to know when the guy is happy or not. And it just feels like, more than a human, he was always meant to be this gargoyle standing before Komaeda.]
Oh, by the way! [Sudden diversion!] Do you happen to have my prosthetic arm again, or...?