[It's a warm spring rain, the kind that brought stifling humidity, so to be out in it - and not focused on running, on being dragged along to the fields by Mutsu - felt good. It wasn't cold, but it still felt cooler on his skin than the stagnant air in the citadel, and though he'd never openly admit to it, doing things that caused the others to fuss was one of his favorite passtimes. Call it schadenfreude, call it an unwillingness to fade into the background, call it whatever you want, because nothing really mattered at all in this moment.]
I... did? [He hadn't quite noticed, unused to doing it as he was.] Ah- but... we were worried... for nothing... weren't we?
[Or at least that was the pretense of getting up and running out through the rain. They both knew it was actually because Mutsu was restless and wanted an excuse.]
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I... did? [He hadn't quite noticed, unused to doing it as he was.] Ah- but... we were worried... for nothing... weren't we?
[Or at least that was the pretense of getting up and running out through the rain. They both knew it was actually because Mutsu was restless and wanted an excuse.]
Ah- how?