[It's thoughtful. He and Abe have connected over things like writing, literature, past lives, and borrowed names. His fingers brush over the title on the cover. He looks at his friend in that way that might as well be smiling, though he's not sure that he actually does. He holds the book up between them like they're toasting.]
I'll start reading tonight. Something to do while I'm recovering.
Thanks, Abe-san...
stop....... she can be his landlord after thoreau retires. ALSO WRAPT?
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I'll start reading tonight. Something to do while I'm recovering.
Thanks, Abe-san...
stop....... she can be his landlord after thoreau retires. ALSO WRAPT?
You're welcome, Odasaku. I'll let you rest now, okay?
[ He doesn't wait for an answer, already gathering his things up to head for the door–
Where he pauses and turns back with a more mischievous little grin. ]
Oh, and when you feel better... make sure you go admire your gargoyle~