[It was, once again, Noiz' inexperience with dealing with other people inside his personal bubble. He didn't know how to categorize having fun with other people yet, and the things he COULD categorize were feelings he understood. Like irritation, anger, and things like that.
He's growing, still. Faster than one could hope for, especially with Aoba helping him along. After all, the moment the other mentions that he 'was having fun', an emotion does flicker across his face. As if he'd needed Aoba's statement to click together the pieces of the odd puzzle.]
...Maybe I was having fun. [He would admit that teasing the Pharaoh with Aoba had been... strangely enjoyable.
A hand moves up and over his cheek, rubbing there as if it itched.]
...
You should invite some of your friends over, sometime.
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He's growing, still. Faster than one could hope for, especially with Aoba helping him along. After all, the moment the other mentions that he 'was having fun', an emotion does flicker across his face.
As if he'd needed Aoba's statement to click together the pieces of the odd puzzle.]
...Maybe I was having fun. [He would admit that teasing the Pharaoh with Aoba had been... strangely enjoyable.
A hand moves up and over his cheek, rubbing there as if it itched.]
...
You should invite some of your friends over, sometime.