[ when his eyebrows raise, so do Kureha's shoulders -- a familiar tell of tension, and she starts picking at the bag strap on her shoulder (she's decided to play it safe and come all girl today, save for the cream ears right where they usually are). But once she sees his smile, her shoulders sag with relief just as the corners of her mouth turns up and she lets out a little breath she hadn't been consciously holding.
She's pleased, she's so pleased, and even though she tries to be flippant, it's hard to miss the ill-concealed delight in her voice at getting such a positive reaction ]
Oh, don't tell me we matched -- is one of us going to have to go and change?
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She's pleased, she's so pleased, and even though she tries to be flippant, it's hard to miss the ill-concealed delight in her voice at getting such a positive reaction ]
Oh, don't tell me we matched -- is one of us going to have to go and change?