[What is even Manabu's deal, Brendan has to wonder, taking in the very weird reaction with a tilt of his head. He can't even begin to read Manabu's body language, it just doesn't fit with how he's seen people act. Not only in this situation, either, but in general. While it'd be cute if it was him being flustered, it occurs to Brendan that it might be genuine discomfort and he hopes it's more based in the age gap than the bisexuality aspect, because he's not sure he can deal with it if one of his few friends here turns out to have homophobic hang ups.
He leans against the doorway's frame inbetween the kitchen and the living room, watching the mad scramble for the boots with a forcibly impassive gaze.] D'you want some muffins for the road? I can put some in a bag for you if you want.
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He leans against the doorway's frame inbetween the kitchen and the living room, watching the mad scramble for the boots with a forcibly impassive gaze.] D'you want some muffins for the road? I can put some in a bag for you if you want.