[ insecurity? from her date? because she thinks she was in the wrong? nope, yang won't stand for it. she leans in toward mitsuru, tone and expression sincere. ]
Hey, no need to apologize. I'm always game to try anything and even if preferences did matter, [ she ducks her head in embarrassment, ] I was way too excited about meeting you to think that far ahead.
Besides, trying new things on a date is half the fun, right? [ maybe saying what this actually is out loud will help ease the tension. brothers know if the pressure gets any higher, they both might crack. ]
[ Mitsuru is blushing again. She can feel the warmth in her cheeks, and knowing that Yang could more than likely see how flustered she is does nothing to help her recover her composure.
[ Nor does Yang's genuine concern, sweet smile, and endearingly sincere admission ...
[ Mitsuru's eyes fall away from the woman in front of her and down towards the table, hoping that giving herself a moment to breathe might allow her to find her voice again, but it doesn't happen.
[ She's ... she isn't in a situation that she understands how to navigate. She hasn't done this before, and despite the fact that she hadn't been looking for a romantic rendezvous, she finds herself increasingly worried about ruining the evening.
[ She ... enjoys speaking to Yang. She'd like to get to know her better, and doesn't wish to make things awkward between them due to her own nervousness and inexperience.
[ Perhaps it was best to just admit that? ]
Though I can't say that with any degree of certainty. I ... haven't been on many dates before.
[ yang fiddles with the hem of her shirt while mitsuru mulls over her question. the blushing is a good sign, yeah? and the fact that she wasn't laughed out of the restaurant as soon as she showed up underdressed and overconfident is also good, right? ugh, yang hasn't felt this nervous about anything...well. ever.
it's just that this feels. special. even if this turns into nothing more than friendship, she doesn't want to screw this up.
when mitsuru admits she isn't exactly familiar with dating herself, yang lets out a quiet sigh of relief. maybe now it'll be easier to talk to each other. ]
Honestly? Neither have I. Everything at home's really, [ a pause as she tries to come up with a suitable word that encapsulates the fall of beacon and its fallout that won't completely derail the conversation, ] complicated.
Turns out that saving the world doesn't leave a lot of time for dating. [ yang gets the sense that she knows plenty about that, unfortunately. ]
[ Mitsuru knows all too well, judging by the knowing, slightly morose chuckle that punctuates the sentence.
[ Still, Yang's plan seems to be working. The admission and the commiseration have drained a bit of the tension from Mitsuru's shoulders. She's still nervous, of course, but knowing that they're both unfamiliar with the expected ettiquette of a date removes some of the weight of expectation. ]
I must admit, I'm surprised. With how confidently you spoke during our online interactions, I wouldn't have guessed that you share my inexperience.
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Hey, no need to apologize. I'm always game to try anything and even if preferences did matter, [ she ducks her head in embarrassment, ] I was way too excited about meeting you to think that far ahead.
Besides, trying new things on a date is half the fun, right? [ maybe saying what this actually is out loud will help ease the tension. brothers know if the pressure gets any higher, they both might crack. ]
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[ Mitsuru is blushing again. She can feel the warmth in her cheeks, and knowing that Yang could more than likely see how flustered she is does nothing to help her recover her composure.
[ Nor does Yang's genuine concern, sweet smile, and endearingly sincere admission ...
[ Mitsuru's eyes fall away from the woman in front of her and down towards the table, hoping that giving herself a moment to breathe might allow her to find her voice again, but it doesn't happen.
[ She's ... she isn't in a situation that she understands how to navigate. She hasn't done this before, and despite the fact that she hadn't been looking for a romantic rendezvous, she finds herself increasingly worried about ruining the evening.
[ She ... enjoys speaking to Yang. She'd like to get to know her better, and doesn't wish to make things awkward between them due to her own nervousness and inexperience.
[ Perhaps it was best to just admit that? ]
Though I can't say that with any degree of certainty. I ... haven't been on many dates before.
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it's just that this feels. special. even if this turns into nothing more than friendship, she doesn't want to screw this up.
when mitsuru admits she isn't exactly familiar with dating herself, yang lets out a quiet sigh of relief. maybe now it'll be easier to talk to each other. ]
Honestly? Neither have I. Everything at home's really, [ a pause as she tries to come up with a suitable word that encapsulates the fall of beacon and its fallout that won't completely derail the conversation, ] complicated.
Turns out that saving the world doesn't leave a lot of time for dating. [ yang gets the sense that she knows plenty about that, unfortunately. ]
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[ Mitsuru knows all too well, judging by the knowing, slightly morose chuckle that punctuates the sentence.
[ Still, Yang's plan seems to be working. The admission and the commiseration have drained a bit of the tension from Mitsuru's shoulders. She's still nervous, of course, but knowing that they're both unfamiliar with the expected ettiquette of a date removes some of the weight of expectation. ]
I must admit, I'm surprised. With how confidently you spoke during our online interactions, I wouldn't have guessed that you share my inexperience.