[ It means that she's gotta make one hell of an entrance later or take him on a helicopter ride.
Going the long way. Which means she's not going the right way and slowly looks over her shoulder to notice that he's walking the opposite way. Honestly speaking there's a petty, childish side of her that wants to race and beat him there but she realizes just bad of an idea that would be in a matter of seconds. Though the turn of her heels doesn't come with reluctance, however. ]
You should have told me! [ Like he could read her mind. Sometimes it felt like he could... to a degree, of course.
She pets some pep to her step in order to catch up to him, a subtle tinge of pink to her cheeks. ] Anyway... How do you think you did today? From my perspective you— [ Is she about to compliment him? She's about to compliment him. The thought alone is odd, the feeling foreign on her tongue, but she manages to speak in a very neutral tone. ] ... you did good. Though that probably doesn't mean much coming from someone who doesn't play sports.
But I couldn't help but notice that you were enjoying yourself.
His grin only widens — she seemed so sure when she went off! But he waits for her to get abreast of him before starting to walk. He waits for her to get those words out too, which... well, he somewhat disagrees with the way she downplays it. There are many who may not have ever been out in the field, may not even want to be, but understand the intricacies of the game even better than some players. It still means something.
It means something else, coming from her. But, ah — he glances over and his tone is only a little insufferable. ]
You were watching me that closely? [ Not that it's at all difficult to see his more obnoxious smiles even when the mask is over his face. But those are probably not what she means.
He looks back ahead of them, ] If I didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't be out there. I don't think any of us would be.
[ That's just a fact — to be in the starting line-up at Seidou you have to want it, and have the heart to put in the work for it. Which is a convenient detraction from how there were brief moments in which he was smiling like a little boy, honest delight mixed with adrenaline. ]
That was an interesting game, though... We played well, but I think it helped us recognize where we're lacking and what we should be working on.
For observational purposes, yes. [ Somehow that manages to go over her head, though the sight of expression does mild hers. Neutral features flat lining the moment she gazes at that smile of his. ]
Don't you feel that after every game?
[ Curious, she quirks a brow. ]
It's a competitive sport, aren't you all constantly working on advancing as a team? [ "Team" is such a foreign word to her that it almost sounds funny. ] If you left games thinking "that went perfectly" then that isn't helping much... [ Not that she's one to talk with her own mindset, but she's putting into consideration of everything she's studied. Apparently "teamwork makes the dream work" so she's at least trying to apply that here? ]
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Going the long way. Which means she's not going the right way and slowly looks over her shoulder to notice that he's walking the opposite way. Honestly speaking there's a petty, childish side of her that wants to race and beat him there but she realizes just bad of an idea that would be in a matter of seconds. Though the turn of her heels doesn't come with reluctance, however. ]
You should have told me! [ Like he could read her mind. Sometimes it felt like he could... to a degree, of course.
She pets some pep to her step in order to catch up to him, a subtle tinge of pink to her cheeks. ] Anyway... How do you think you did today? From my perspective you— [ Is she about to compliment him? She's about to compliment him. The thought alone is odd, the feeling foreign on her tongue, but she manages to speak in a very neutral tone. ] ... you did good. Though that probably doesn't mean much coming from someone who doesn't play sports.
But I couldn't help but notice that you were enjoying yourself.
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His grin only widens — she seemed so sure when she went off! But he waits for her to get abreast of him before starting to walk. He waits for her to get those words out too, which... well, he somewhat disagrees with the way she downplays it. There are many who may not have ever been out in the field, may not even want to be, but understand the intricacies of the game even better than some players. It still means something.
It means something else, coming from her. But, ah — he glances over and his tone is only a little insufferable. ]
You were watching me that closely? [ Not that it's at all difficult to see his more obnoxious smiles even when the mask is over his face. But those are probably not what she means.
He looks back ahead of them, ] If I didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't be out there. I don't think any of us would be.
[ That's just a fact — to be in the starting line-up at Seidou you have to want it, and have the heart to put in the work for it. Which is a convenient detraction from how there were brief moments in which he was smiling like a little boy, honest delight mixed with adrenaline. ]
That was an interesting game, though... We played well, but I think it helped us recognize where we're lacking and what we should be working on.
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Don't you feel that after every game?
[ Curious, she quirks a brow. ]
It's a competitive sport, aren't you all constantly working on advancing as a team? [ "Team" is such a foreign word to her that it almost sounds funny. ] If you left games thinking "that went perfectly" then that isn't helping much... [ Not that she's one to talk with her own mindset, but she's putting into consideration of everything she's studied. Apparently "teamwork makes the dream work" so she's at least trying to apply that here? ]
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Miyuki... was there ever a time where you didn't like playing baseball?