[ Brave of her to walk into her workplace like this, but Minato has no objections turning towards the library and the warmth and quiet of the building.
He's quiet for much of the walk, letting his feet fall and lift automatically while he lets Kyouko guide them, following the tug of her hand while he gets lost in this memory about takoyaki and lychee butter and wasabi soy sauce. Literally lost, a frown working its way on his face even as his eyes refocus on the street, but mostly because that memory got him hungry and it isn't fair with food no longer being enjoyable. ]
I... "Sirloin tastes great with salt and pepper, or eaten with wasabi soy sauce, so I hope we get along"...?
[ Just sort of parroting back the last thing he heard from the memory and hoping Kyouko can make sense of it, but mostly it just makes him hungry. He can relate to this memory girl very much. ]
[ He barely knows what couples do, let alone married couples, so after a pause, Minato continues towards the library bathrooms anyways. Washing hands together sounds like a passable couples thing. ]
[ They're free...! Minato genuinely looks surprised that it worked, but- oh. He waves his hand under the automatic paper towel dispenser and hands it over to Kyouko. ]
It worked. Dry off your hands?
[ They must be uncomfortable. Wet. Inside those gloves. ]
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...All jokes aside, do you have any notion of how to get unstuck? Even the haziest guess wil do to start.
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But also :( What if he wasn't joking, Kyouko?? He was only sort of joking, and in the meantime thinking about what to do about their situation. ]
Hm... Things are commonly stuck together by ice or glue. We could try warm water.
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That's logical, so I concur. Let's use one of the family restrooms, I suppose...?
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Yeah, alright. It's the public places that have them, right? Libraries, the zoo...
[ Family places. Crowded places. ]
Where should our first date be?
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He's quiet for much of the walk, letting his feet fall and lift automatically while he lets Kyouko guide them, following the tug of her hand while he gets lost in this memory about takoyaki and lychee butter and wasabi soy sauce. Literally lost, a frown working its way on his face even as his eyes refocus on the street, but mostly because that memory got him hungry and it isn't fair with food no longer being enjoyable. ]
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Is everything all right?
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I... "Sirloin tastes great with salt and pepper, or eaten with wasabi soy sauce, so I hope we get along"...?
[ Just sort of parroting back the last thing he heard from the memory and hoping Kyouko can make sense of it, but mostly it just makes him hungry. He can relate to this memory girl very much. ]
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[ JUST BLUNTLY CALLING HIM ON THAT ]
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[ Well, he did just now, but not in that memory. He shakes his head to clear it, but most of the words are gone by now. ]
I saw AU Arisato and another girl in this same position. Hands stuck together. How they got it to stop.
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...............................? ]
I don't see how that follows...
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[ it might match up with the 10 minute tie limit...
a christmas miracle ]
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[ He barely knows what couples do, let alone married couples, so after a pause, Minato continues towards the library bathrooms anyways. Washing hands together sounds like a passable couples thing. ]
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[ WASHING THEIR HANDS and...being freed! success?! ]
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It worked. Dry off your hands?
[ They must be uncomfortable. Wet. Inside those gloves. ]
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[ THEY'RE WHAT SHE'S USING THE PAPER TO DRY...while on her hands.
hm. ]
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[ while he gets a blinding bow and Dave gets shitty sords ]
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[ also she's leaving the restroom now so ]
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