[ Ah, she's doing that thing where she speaks cryptically again. Instead of thinking that it might come as a surprise to her, he assumes that she just means to keep those extra memories of his as their little secret, just as they had before.
He smiles and reaches out a hand to gently pat the top of her head. It's not the condescending pat of someone trying to mollify a small child, either. ]
Well, yeah... but not really. Do you remember when we played in that prize tournament at Mion's uncle's shop?
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He smiles and reaches out a hand to gently pat the top of her head. It's not the condescending pat of someone trying to mollify a small child, either. ]
Well, yeah... but not really. Do you remember when we played in that prize tournament at Mion's uncle's shop?