[For a moment it almost seemed like Zhao hadn't heard his companion speak. His gaze was on the scene before them, watching the two family members interact, watching his mother be kind and gentle. It made him miss her suddenly.
His eyes peeled away from the old memory and finally snap to Majima who had moved away to create distance between himself and this benevolent scene. He shuffled closer, turning his back on the memory for now.]
Nah, don't worry about it. What are you apologizing for? I mean, I'm the one that conjured it. Hell, it was just easier that way.
[He lapsed into an awkward silence briefly. He broke it, too, though a little bit later.]
...I figured if I thought of something nice it'd be a good place to relax. My mom is the nicest thing I can think of. Always made this place seem more homey.
[The restaurant, that is, the place they'd ended back in. It was a place of business...but whenever his mom had been around it was more comfortable, pleasant even. She just had that calming effect on everyone around her.]
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His eyes peeled away from the old memory and finally snap to Majima who had moved away to create distance between himself and this benevolent scene. He shuffled closer, turning his back on the memory for now.]
Nah, don't worry about it. What are you apologizing for? I mean, I'm the one that conjured it. Hell, it was just easier that way.
[He lapsed into an awkward silence briefly. He broke it, too, though a little bit later.]
...I figured if I thought of something nice it'd be a good place to relax. My mom is the nicest thing I can think of. Always made this place seem more homey.
[The restaurant, that is, the place they'd ended back in. It was a place of business...but whenever his mom had been around it was more comfortable, pleasant even. She just had that calming effect on everyone around her.]