[He doesn't remember Motochika being so touchy in elementary school, but Mitsunari finds he doesn't mind it. Motochika's hand, while just slightly bigger than Ieyasu's, doesn't feel oppressive like the other's. His hand is heavy and warm but Mitsunari wouldn't dare swat it away. It doesn't feel like Motochika's holding him down. It's nice.
He takes smaller sips of his very strong coffee and looks down the slope of his nose rather than at his companion.] School. I'm in school. [And to hopefully shut down the inevitable query about what he's studying:] I'm taking my core classes this semester. [Because he still doesn't know what field he wants to go into. Does he follow in Hideyoshi's footsteps or does he make his own path. But what if his own path is Hideyoshi's. And then there's Hanbei who said not to worry and to just enjoy his first couple years. A surprising and completely different take. He isn't sure.
Mitsunari looks back at Motochika finally, giving him one more look over. From top to bottom.] Did you move back for school? [Though he's certain he's never seen anyone like Motochika on campus before.]
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He takes smaller sips of his very strong coffee and looks down the slope of his nose rather than at his companion.] School. I'm in school. [And to hopefully shut down the inevitable query about what he's studying:] I'm taking my core classes this semester. [Because he still doesn't know what field he wants to go into. Does he follow in Hideyoshi's footsteps or does he make his own path. But what if his own path is Hideyoshi's. And then there's Hanbei who said not to worry and to just enjoy his first couple years. A surprising and completely different take. He isn't sure.
Mitsunari looks back at Motochika finally, giving him one more look over. From top to bottom.] Did you move back for school? [Though he's certain he's never seen anyone like Motochika on campus before.]