Demyx flopping onto the couch is familiar in the weirdest way for Ienzo. Familiar because of it being a regular sight during their time in Organisation XIII, but weird because Ienzo is no longer the person he was during that time.
Ienzo recalls (Zexion) having felt the memories of irritation and exasperation at the sight of Demyx being so languid. Now though he feels a simple bubble of amusement in his chest. Was it odd to find comfort in that? he wonders.
"If you're that bored you could help me organize these books," he casts a quick glance over his shoulder with a light smile "Don't worry, I won't make you read any of them,"
Ienzo finishes dumping the mass of books onto his chosen shelf, turning to face Demyx properly. His comments about feeling out of place are reasonable, completely so. And they're enough to prompt Ienzo's concern...though he wonders if they're close enough for him to ask about it.
"A fish?" he offers lightly, attempting to test the waters "Not a chicken?"
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Date: 2019-04-26 06:50 am (UTC)Ienzo recalls (Zexion) having felt the memories of irritation and exasperation at the sight of Demyx being so languid. Now though he feels a simple bubble of amusement in his chest. Was it odd to find comfort in that? he wonders.
"If you're that bored you could help me organize these books," he casts a quick glance over his shoulder with a light smile "Don't worry, I won't make you read any of them,"
Ienzo finishes dumping the mass of books onto his chosen shelf, turning to face Demyx properly. His comments about feeling out of place are reasonable, completely so. And they're enough to prompt Ienzo's concern...though he wonders if they're close enough for him to ask about it.
"A fish?" he offers lightly, attempting to test the waters "Not a chicken?"