Ah, [says Natsume, and only then does he turn his head to look at Cain. For half a moment, his face is very clear: a retreaded hope, and a little self-conscious. Then he lets out his breath, and he's smiling. He ducks his head, its own sort of bow.]
Hi, Mr. Kane. [That's what he should be calling him now, he thinks?] Thanks for coming all this way.
[This is maybe a bigger deal of it than Cain himself is making, but Natsume's a lot less flustered than he would have been a while ago, too. It will take him a little bit to get more comfortable, but he'll get there. He can see himself getting there, which is amazing on its own.]
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Hi, Mr. Kane. [That's what he should be calling him now, he thinks?] Thanks for coming all this way.
[This is maybe a bigger deal of it than Cain himself is making, but Natsume's a lot less flustered than he would have been a while ago, too. It will take him a little bit to get more comfortable, but he'll get there. He can see himself getting there, which is amazing on its own.]