"Belle," he says her name as if to make sure. It is rather strange not to be calling her 'Belle-san' or something, but he figures that she would not like to be called that anyway. He could ask, but he does not want to. Subaru does not care about whether she calls him 'Subaru-san' or plain 'Subaru' anyway, so he figures he should just abandon the subject.
Starting to walk toward wherever seems to be the center of the city, he turns slightly at her, "How did you find yourself here?" There are so many people who found themselves lost in this place that coincidence just cannot be the cause. As for himself, he had been thinking and smoking and wandering the streets of Tokyo when he realized that nowhere in Tokyo is there such tall trees. He should probably think up a better excuse than that if he does not want to look stupid in front of Belle.
Feeling slightly light-headed, Subaru points to the Niflheim train station shakily. "Train? I don't think I can walk very far," he explains, "I feel... tired," he is slightly embarassed that he is saying that to a girl. It is not because he is interested in wooing her; he is not interested in women, or anyone other than him anyway. Suddenly realizing what Belle had probably thought of him when he asked her for dinner, he blushes slightly and looks away. He would have gone red as a tomato a few years ago, but not anymore now.
"I... I don't mean anything by asking you for dinner." He coughs nervously, "You can tell your boyfriend, or whoever, that I'm not interested in women, or anyone, anyway." Subaru never really thought much about his sexuality. He never actually imagined Seishiro as a romantic interest, despite of how his sister seemed to encourage it so much. He loved, still loves, Seishiro in that all-encompassing way that is much more than romantic. Thinking about it leaves a bitter taste in his tongue however, because it reminds him of the man's betrayal and of Hokuto-chan's death. He wishes he can have a cigarette, it helps keep his mind off of these things.
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Starting to walk toward wherever seems to be the center of the city, he turns slightly at her, "How did you find yourself here?" There are so many people who found themselves lost in this place that coincidence just cannot be the cause. As for himself, he had been thinking and smoking and wandering the streets of Tokyo when he realized that nowhere in Tokyo is there such tall trees. He should probably think up a better excuse than that if he does not want to look stupid in front of Belle.
Feeling slightly light-headed, Subaru points to the Niflheim train station shakily. "Train? I don't think I can walk very far," he explains, "I feel... tired," he is slightly embarassed that he is saying that to a girl. It is not because he is interested in wooing her; he is not interested in women, or anyone other than him anyway. Suddenly realizing what Belle had probably thought of him when he asked her for dinner, he blushes slightly and looks away. He would have gone red as a tomato a few years ago, but not anymore now.
"I... I don't mean anything by asking you for dinner." He coughs nervously, "You can tell your boyfriend, or whoever, that I'm not interested in women, or anyone, anyway." Subaru never really thought much about his sexuality. He never actually imagined Seishiro as a romantic interest, despite of how his sister seemed to encourage it so much. He loved, still loves, Seishiro in that all-encompassing way that is much more than romantic. Thinking about it leaves a bitter taste in his tongue however, because it reminds him of the man's betrayal and of Hokuto-chan's death. He wishes he can have a cigarette, it helps keep his mind off of these things.