[ It's after he grabs another cigarette that he goes to breaking it but is stopped once Horikawa makes his way over with some rather adorable shoes, but Yamato stares at what's chosen. They seem subtle to him, nothing that draws a whole lot of attention and the color is tranquil, easy on the eyes. Nothing too gaudy but it's not like Yamato knows anything about that, to him they're just another pair of shoes but his own wooden ones were better? ]
Hm? [ Handing him the pack back while holding one he's yet to break just yet. ] They look nice, Horikawa Kunihiro, but they don't look as though they would fit me. [ He hasn't even tried them on, leaning forward in order to set the shoes on the floor next to his own wooden sandals.
Personally, we all know which Yamato is looking at. ]
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Hm? [ Handing him the pack back while holding one he's yet to break just yet. ] They look nice, Horikawa Kunihiro, but they don't look as though they would fit me. [ He hasn't even tried them on, leaning forward in order to set the shoes on the floor next to his own wooden sandals.
Personally, we all know which Yamato is looking at. ]