He watches Steven draw, the skill and speed of his hands exhilarating to see. The sketch is quick and dirty, but definitely parsable. In fact, as he looks at it...
This time, the distance in his eyes as he gets an echo is wiped away by an anxious smile, trying to hide the coldness he felt in Philip's mind in the memory. It wasn't... coldness, maybe, so much as complete emotional apathy. The only feelings that burned bright in this memory of Philip were curiosity and amusement. He feels strangely hollow.
But it's weird he's been silent so long. "No! I mean, no, yeah, that was cool. I like watching you do your thing, it's pretty impressive, you know?" He leans his head on his hands, flirty. If that was the kind of echo he was going to be getting, maybe he should focus on something else for a while. Then again, it felt like Philip didn't know Shotaro very well yet. It felt like he barely knew himself, barely had an identity at all.
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This time, the distance in his eyes as he gets an echo is wiped away by an anxious smile, trying to hide the coldness he felt in Philip's mind in the memory. It wasn't... coldness, maybe, so much as complete emotional apathy. The only feelings that burned bright in this memory of Philip were curiosity and amusement. He feels strangely hollow.
But it's weird he's been silent so long. "No! I mean, no, yeah, that was cool. I like watching you do your thing, it's pretty impressive, you know?" He leans his head on his hands, flirty. If that was the kind of echo he was going to be getting, maybe he should focus on something else for a while. Then again, it felt like Philip didn't know Shotaro very well yet. It felt like he barely knew himself, barely had an identity at all.