[Huh. It's not quite a smile, but it's something. Shinjiro didn't quite expect it, and it reflects in the slight tug of his own expression.

Almost five months in, and Shinjiro finds he doesn't quite mind being able to relax in moments like these. Allowing himself to set aside the things that weigh him down and come up for air for a few breaths.]

Gotta find somethin' to fill the time in between all the crap this place throws at us. 'Specially if the big social gatherings ain't it.

[Maybe he's wrong, but he gets the impression Oda isn't the sort that's suited to them any more than he is.]