[no, actually. FOR ONCE Edamura's features remain perfectly even, seemingly unfazed by the mention of the-room-which-actually-has-no-name. his own gaze finally tilts towards the sky, eyes tracing the vast expanse of sparkles that twinkle down upon them like fireflies]
[. . . his heart is racing again. that same rapid pattering that leaves him a little breathless. some part of him thinks he should give Rom a good shake for doing this to him]
What? . . . why would he have thought that??
[MORE. . . BEMUSED, THAN ANYTHING ELSE. . . but Rom leaning in closer means Edamura is following suit. a movement that sees his arm sliding just a little more across his companion's back]
no subject
[. . . his heart is racing again. that same rapid pattering that leaves him a little breathless. some part of him thinks he should give Rom a good shake for doing this to him]
What? . . . why would he have thought that??
[MORE. . . BEMUSED, THAN ANYTHING ELSE. . . but Rom leaning in closer means Edamura is following suit. a movement that sees his arm sliding just a little more across his companion's back]