Once Shindou actually has a second to gather himself, he immediately turns self-conscious and draws his hands back down towards his lap, frowning the girl's way. (Flustered as he is, he can't even remember now whether he's seen her around before...?)]
Sorry. That was rude, wasn't it...?
It's not, I just wasn't paying attention, and you surprised me.
[Under closer inspection, if Catherine bothers to look, the lines on Shindou's napkin form a musical staff, not a tic-tac-toe board. The mistake's nor hard to make, though, between the scribbly penmanship and the repeated stretches of notes he's crossed out.]
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Once Shindou actually has a second to gather himself, he immediately turns self-conscious and draws his hands back down towards his lap, frowning the girl's way. (Flustered as he is, he can't even remember now whether he's seen her around before...?)]
Sorry. That was rude, wasn't it...?
It's not, I just wasn't paying attention, and you surprised me.
[Under closer inspection, if Catherine bothers to look, the lines on Shindou's napkin form a musical staff, not a tic-tac-toe board. The mistake's nor hard to make, though, between the scribbly penmanship and the repeated stretches of notes he's crossed out.]