[Shiroe's gaze snaps to the mug, just in case cocoa sloshes across the table at him. But all is well, probably, and he watches Kevin wipe the spill before clicking his tongue and looking out the window again.]
Don't do that. I heard that. [He thinks: By now, his parents back home have likely replaced him with a new child, who they will read to and dote on and (if his selfish heart had its way) occasionally almost call Shiroe, rather than its actual name. It's hardly enough.
He does not want to be replaced by someone else, and he figures he would do well to squash any accidental similarities he just had to Kevin's master, for that absent stranger's sake.]
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Don't do that. I heard that. [He thinks: By now, his parents back home have likely replaced him with a new child, who they will read to and dote on and (if his selfish heart had its way) occasionally almost call Shiroe, rather than its actual name. It's hardly enough.
He does not want to be replaced by someone else, and he figures he would do well to squash any accidental similarities he just had to Kevin's master, for that absent stranger's sake.]
Do you need another napkin?