[Konoha is never one to ignore food when it's in front of her, but things are getting serious enough that she pauses in her decimation of the red bean soup, holding the warm bowl between her front knees and humming along, eyes slipping closed and smile turning up a little bit in the corners.
Like she knows.
And maybe she does. After all... What he's saying sounds pretty similar to her own experiences. Kanji had surely noticed that between Konoha and Gonta, one of them was definitely not a talker, and one of them definitely had to do the getting]
Mmm, I understand.
[She gets what Kanji means, as well. Until he shows off the ring, that is, and says Naoto put hers on, too.
She almost upsets the zenzai all over her forelegs in surprise, scrambling to hold the bowl properly as she leaps straight to conclusions using her very rudimentary and lacking knowledge of future human ring traditions.]
Wait- Does that mean you're Lunatian-style married?
[Maybe not by their world's standards, but, by this one's??!]
no subject
Like she knows.
And maybe she does. After all... What he's saying sounds pretty similar to her own experiences. Kanji had surely noticed that between Konoha and Gonta, one of them was definitely not a talker, and one of them definitely had to do the getting]
Mmm, I understand.
[She gets what Kanji means, as well. Until he shows off the ring, that is, and says Naoto put hers on, too.
She almost upsets the zenzai all over her forelegs in surprise, scrambling to hold the bowl properly as she leaps straight to conclusions using her very rudimentary and lacking knowledge of future human ring traditions.]
Wait- Does that mean you're Lunatian-style married?
[Maybe not by their world's standards, but, by this one's??!]