[It had been strange, at first, to be served by someone who should be an equal. Now, he can't imagine not waking up to Gino's face. Somehow, the man had become a fixture in his life - an impermanent one, he reminds himself. Another year or two and they'll part ways, he to some lofty administrative post and a good marriage while Gino returns to his ruined name and an uncertain future.
The thought is enough to make Shinya go straight for the coffee. The first sip clears away the last of the lingering cobwebs that cling to his consciousness, and he exhales slowly, disturbing the wisps of steam that drift from the surface of the coffee.]
Thanks, Gino. [The words are almost an automatic reflex, despite (or rather, because of) Lord Kougami's attempts to train him out of it - one doesn't thank their servants. Shinya disagrees.
Besides, he doesn't think of Gino as a servant.
Still sipping at his coffee, he peers up at Gino from under his bangs, looking as stoic as always. In reality, he's about to rib at Gino, but Gino's always been bad at picking up that sort of thing.]
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The thought is enough to make Shinya go straight for the coffee. The first sip clears away the last of the lingering cobwebs that cling to his consciousness, and he exhales slowly, disturbing the wisps of steam that drift from the surface of the coffee.]
Thanks, Gino. [The words are almost an automatic reflex, despite (or rather, because of) Lord Kougami's attempts to train him out of it - one doesn't thank their servants. Shinya disagrees.
Besides, he doesn't think of Gino as a servant.
Still sipping at his coffee, he peers up at Gino from under his bangs, looking as stoic as always. In reality, he's about to rib at Gino, but Gino's always been bad at picking up that sort of thing.]
Are you coming along?