Akako pauses. "Er." A small laugh. "Thank you for your words of support. It really was nothing short of a miracle...if only I could extend it to other versions of myself."
Their waiter comes by; she accepts her coffee and miso soup with a bow of thanks. "My son, the one at home...he sometimes talks about how he doesn't feel worthy of being my son, so it's a bit of a knee-jerk reflex to reassure him otherwise. It's my instinctive response to it, at this point. But I understand; it'd be a shock to most of them to see me, I imagine."
A wry smile. "I'm almost glad he isn't here, being honest...I don't think he could survive very long without a student council to terrorize. Or his boyfriend to spoil." A single sugar cube into her coffee and a dash of creamer; she stirs it elegantly. "He's still catching up with all the childhood he missed."
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Akako pauses. "Er." A small laugh. "Thank you for your words of support. It really was nothing short of a miracle...if only I could extend it to other versions of myself."
Their waiter comes by; she accepts her coffee and miso soup with a bow of thanks. "My son, the one at home...he sometimes talks about how he doesn't feel worthy of being my son, so it's a bit of a knee-jerk reflex to reassure him otherwise. It's my instinctive response to it, at this point. But I understand; it'd be a shock to most of them to see me, I imagine."
A wry smile. "I'm almost glad he isn't here, being honest...I don't think he could survive very long without a student council to terrorize. Or his boyfriend to spoil." A single sugar cube into her coffee and a dash of creamer; she stirs it elegantly. "He's still catching up with all the childhood he missed."