[Though he's still tense, and there's no way to know whether or not Connor is telling the truth--Mikuni smiles. Just as he wanted to give Mako the benefit of the doubt, he wants that here as well. He wants to believe that someone so concerned about his comfort is trustworthy. It would be nice.]
[As the tension unspools in his shoulders, he readjusts his stance, relaxing as he looks Connor over anew. There's that light, still. It would be awfully intrusive to ask, . . . so he probably will.]
Would you mind reminding me? I obviously don't remember, but it's worth knowing, if I ever have the chance to eat one again. And-- [He hums thoughtfully.] Do you shake hands, or greet in some other way? So many people shake hands here.
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[Though he's still tense, and there's no way to know whether or not Connor is telling the truth--Mikuni smiles. Just as he wanted to give Mako the benefit of the doubt, he wants that here as well. He wants to believe that someone so concerned about his comfort is trustworthy. It would be nice.]
[As the tension unspools in his shoulders, he readjusts his stance, relaxing as he looks Connor over anew. There's that light, still. It would be awfully intrusive to ask, . . . so he probably will.]
Would you mind reminding me? I obviously don't remember, but it's worth knowing, if I ever have the chance to eat one again. And-- [He hums thoughtfully.] Do you shake hands, or greet in some other way? So many people shake hands here.