"I'm quite sure, Sheska-kun." Sheska's joy and enthusiasm are charming and precious, and they overpower any guilt or sorrow that had been conjured by thoughts of home. Koizumi is left smiling and laughing and feeling more genuinely happy than he has in a long while.
"If the last couple hours have been any indication, almost any time spent with you will be relaxing, regardless of how we spend it." A couple moments after he says it, he blinks, thinking about what he just said. He hadn't seemed to really think about it before he said it, but now that he does think about it... it's actually true. It is a strange feeling, and unlike him. He is supposed to be the distant one, enigmatic and aloof - the one who keeps the balance. What does this mean?
The answer comes to him easily, as if he's known it for a while, and has simply stopped himself from realizing it. He likes her.
He blinks a couple more times in surprise. Oh. Oh, dear. He really likes her? As in, likes her likes her? ...yes. Yes, he does.
Well, that makes things... complicated. Now that he's reached that conclusion, it's too easy to confirm, thinking back on his reactions to her all evening, and the way he had spoken or acted simply to see her smile and hear her laugh. The flowers he had bought her, just because she's so cute when she gets all flustered. It's obvious, in retrospect.
He actually freezes for a moment, not sure what to do with this new information and awareness. So he likes her. That's not ideal, but it's not a complete disaster. It won't be hard not to mention...
Wait. Wait. Could she like him too? 'Impossible', is his first instinct, but thinking back on her smile and her laughter, her leaning up against him during the documentary, and just how relaxed she was being around him, possibly moreso than he's ever seen her before... evidence suggests that she might. Add in her current fascination and enthusiasm over his examples and stories, and how intent she'd been on his conversation earlier, he might even move that to 'likely'.
He sits there another moment, stunned, as he realizes that for once, there's absolutely no reason he shouldn't ask her out. The only people he's ever liked before have been unreachable, as gods while he was a mere mortal. Literally, in one case.
So he likes Sheska, she might like him, and there was nothing stopping him from asking her out? He sits a moment as all this runs through his head, quietly panicking.
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"If the last couple hours have been any indication, almost any time spent with you will be relaxing, regardless of how we spend it." A couple moments after he says it, he blinks, thinking about what he just said. He hadn't seemed to really think about it before he said it, but now that he does think about it... it's actually true. It is a strange feeling, and unlike him. He is supposed to be the distant one, enigmatic and aloof - the one who keeps the balance. What does this mean?
The answer comes to him easily, as if he's known it for a while, and has simply stopped himself from realizing it. He likes her.
He blinks a couple more times in surprise. Oh. Oh, dear. He really likes her? As in, likes her likes her? ...yes. Yes, he does.
Well, that makes things... complicated. Now that he's reached that conclusion, it's too easy to confirm, thinking back on his reactions to her all evening, and the way he had spoken or acted simply to see her smile and hear her laugh. The flowers he had bought her, just because she's so cute when she gets all flustered. It's obvious, in retrospect.
He actually freezes for a moment, not sure what to do with this new information and awareness. So he likes her. That's not ideal, but it's not a complete disaster. It won't be hard not to mention...
Wait. Wait. Could she like him too? 'Impossible', is his first instinct, but thinking back on her smile and her laughter, her leaning up against him during the documentary, and just how relaxed she was being around him, possibly moreso than he's ever seen her before... evidence suggests that she might. Add in her current fascination and enthusiasm over his examples and stories, and how intent she'd been on his conversation earlier, he might even move that to 'likely'.
He sits there another moment, stunned, as he realizes that for once, there's absolutely no reason he shouldn't ask her out. The only people he's ever liked before have been unreachable, as gods while he was a mere mortal. Literally, in one case.
So he likes Sheska, she might like him, and there was nothing stopping him from asking her out? He sits a moment as all this runs through his head, quietly panicking.