If Barnaby's watching him in the moment, Kotetsu only feels it with a distant sort of awareness, more focused for the time being on cutting the pork into respectable strips. Because it seems like the sort of thing Barnaby would appreciate. Were it up to Kotetsu, he'd most likely go with a fast chop, something that gets the job done, but... cooking for someone else changes things a bit.
He hasn't done that in a while.
A small smile lingers on Kotetsu's lips as he works, reaching out briefly to push the bag of snow peas in Barnaby's direction, a soft and undemanding request.
"You also never gave anyone an indication that you weren't satisfied living in that apartment, before you met me. Am I right? You had a mission, but your daily life... was not something you thought needed to change," Kotetsu muses, lips slightly pursed. "I'm only saying, Bunny, that there are things you haven't experienced yet. But you should keep yourself open to the idea. Not that I don't appreciate the idea of having us grow old together, but I wouldn't want to get in the way of you finding something greater than that."
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Date: 2014-05-10 05:48 am (UTC)He hasn't done that in a while.
A small smile lingers on Kotetsu's lips as he works, reaching out briefly to push the bag of snow peas in Barnaby's direction, a soft and undemanding request.
"You also never gave anyone an indication that you weren't satisfied living in that apartment, before you met me. Am I right? You had a mission, but your daily life... was not something you thought needed to change," Kotetsu muses, lips slightly pursed. "I'm only saying, Bunny, that there are things you haven't experienced yet. But you should keep yourself open to the idea. Not that I don't appreciate the idea of having us grow old together, but I wouldn't want to get in the way of you finding something greater than that."