[His eyes widen, completely taken aback by the bag in Ken's hands. A Christmas gift was...surprisingly not something he expected. Not that he didn't think Ken would ever give him something, but their relationship was a lot more complicated than that.
The tone is surprisingly formal for the two of them, and the words sink in as he takes that bag, eyes not really leaving Ken just yet. Mostly because...well, a part of him didn't feel like he deserved thanks for that. Early December he'd made a bad call, and Ken had been the casualty. Sure, he'd given him up to Minato to take in for awhile, and he'd taken care of it--kept Nonah 05 safe...but Ken came back on his own, as strong as he was before all of this.
Maybe Kaneda just had to learn to forgive himself a little.
His body slumps against the doorframe as he inspects it, gingerly reaching his hand into it to ruffle around that tissue paper. Getting a little feel for it before he pulls it out.]
A gift... You're spending your lunch money on me? [He can't help but tease, it's natural. And the meaning is obvious to anyone who knows Kaneda.
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The tone is surprisingly formal for the two of them, and the words sink in as he takes that bag, eyes not really leaving Ken just yet. Mostly because...well, a part of him didn't feel like he deserved thanks for that. Early December he'd made a bad call, and Ken had been the casualty. Sure, he'd given him up to Minato to take in for awhile, and he'd taken care of it--kept Nonah 05 safe...but Ken came back on his own, as strong as he was before all of this.
Maybe Kaneda just had to learn to forgive himself a little.
His body slumps against the doorframe as he inspects it, gingerly reaching his hand into it to ruffle around that tissue paper. Getting a little feel for it before he pulls it out.]
A gift... You're spending your lunch money on me? [He can't help but tease, it's natural. And the meaning is obvious to anyone who knows Kaneda.
You didn't have to, you know.]