[ Scuti's grown so used to Shu trying to sweet talk her in one way or another by now that she's convinced herself she's largely immune to whatever might pass for his charms. Besides - it's all the sort of thing he might say to any girl who catches his eye, so it's not as though those words are truly for her alone. She's certain of it.
That certainty, perhaps, is why the unexpected sincerity of his words slips so cleanly and completely under her guard. She feels rosy warmth fill her throat and her chest, rising up to colour her cheeks as well until even the breaths she's huffing out with each step seem like they should be tinged pink as well. She wants to be annoyed with herself for falling for Amiguchi's usual bluster, but... this very much isn't Amiguchi's usual bluster and with that in mind, it's hard for Ryoko to work herself up about it too much. ]
... You don't have to thank me. [ Not when it makes her feel so wrong-footed and tongue tied. ] All I'm doing is telling the truth.
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That certainty, perhaps, is why the unexpected sincerity of his words slips so cleanly and completely under her guard. She feels rosy warmth fill her throat and her chest, rising up to colour her cheeks as well until even the breaths she's huffing out with each step seem like they should be tinged pink as well. She wants to be annoyed with herself for falling for Amiguchi's usual bluster, but... this very much isn't Amiguchi's usual bluster and with that in mind, it's hard for Ryoko to work herself up about it too much. ]
... You don't have to thank me. [ Not when it makes her feel so wrong-footed and tongue tied. ] All I'm doing is telling the truth.