[ he'd like to hug Rei too, but he hesitates, sitting tight on his swing and holding both the chains like if everything goes horribly wrong he can just take off and swing himself into oblivion again. it worked well when he was a child. one time his sister was picking on him at the playground and he took off swinging and kicked her right in the face. fuck you, Nana-chan. jellies are so totally still in, this imprint on your stupid face proves it.

and then he was on time out and didn't get dessert for a whole week, but still. ]

It's okay. I'm sorry I didn't text you back—I got your messages—I just wanted to think first before I said anything.

[ anything horrendously stupid, that is. he decides to bypass telling him about his pow-wow with Rin, because they have a bad bitchez code of silence and also because this came directly after "DON'T TELL ANYONE," anyway. he also leaves the part out where he's supposed to report back with good news. ]

Um, so... d'you want to maybe sit down? We kinda have a lot to talk about.

[ gesturing toward the swing next to him. no not the one with the baby chair on it. ]