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A what? [ Her only context for manga is the shirt she's owned since around the time of her arrival, sorry Rinne. ]

Look, don't worry about it. [ Nami shakes her head and looks past him as she tilts her chin up in the direction of the corridor behind him, regretting her words and hoping he takes her up on her offer to go his way while she goes hers (to drink, and cry probably, shh). ] You're free from ball boy duty, or whatever, that's what matters, right? I'm not asking you to hang out with me to thank me.

[riskybeenus]

[He frowns at that, an expression she probably doesn't see often, uncertain what to make of that.]

You...

[He rubs the back of his neck, trying to figure out what to say to that.]

Just who was I to you?

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[ Ah, there it is. The one question she's been hoping to avoid despite the way she trips over her words. ]

To me? [ Buying herself some time by repeating his words is a stupid tactic, but nothing about how she's played this interaction is especially smart. ] I already told you, you're not the Rinne I knew. [ Nami tries and fails to sidestep the question, shaking her head as she tries to banish that weird feeling in her chest. He's not who she knows, and she doesn't have to answer that.

And yet, stupidity just keeps stacking up the victories today. ]

My favorite. At least, for a little while.