[He stops himself, there. Being around Erika is natural enough for him to just say whatever's on his mind, but even then:
1. that's too much 2. he doesn't want that to be true 3. Erika doesn't deserve to be inundated details about his love life???? 4. Ryuji, don't be gross.
So, instead, he wiggles his toes inside the slippers and lets the warmth start to seep in. It's like a tropical Bahamas vacation down there, for ten little guys to party.]
Heh, I like their little poofs of hair.
[He looks up at her.]
I'm gonna hug you now. You can't avoid it, so, might as well get it over with, y'know?
[Which comes complete with a patented Ryuji smile.]
Don't tell me secrets like that. [This is one of those warning smiles. SHE FINALLY CALLS YOU BY YOUR FIRST NAME AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY HER, SAKAMOTO
Ok whatever you gross ass boy it's hug time. She just shakes her head fondly and holds her arms out with a sigh.]
[LISTEN... he knows it's a very momentous occasion, but calling light to that fact would break the mood that he's worked so hard to create. And that mood, is straight up bluster. Straight into the sun is where he oughta be, but here he goes, like a bull in a China shop, bowling right into Erika to get that sweet, awesome hug in.
Hugs with Ryuji are usually pretty good, if not a little more tight than they need to be. He's pretty touch starved most of the time, and when allowed to dote on people he likes a whole lot, he tends to put everything into them.
And so, it's not just a hug, but a hug and a lift, and a little twirl in air, that's pretty gay, but also very much a thing he feels is pretty appropriate for the moment.]
I'll keep all my secrets in from now. Especially, uh. Those secrets.
[She makes an oof noise and holds on tight, closing her eyes and pressing her forehead on his shoulder. This is just...peak Essence of Sakamoto right here, the carefree physicality, the overflowing sentiment. He smells different - NOT TO BE WEIRD ABOUT IT, that's just something you notice about a person, and the food and the air here are different - and she's put on a little bit of weight, but there's still perfect continuity. Six months and a transcendence of human nature later, and it's still dizzying to remember that there is/was/will be a future. This is it, and there's more to come, and they're in it. Not everyone! She can't go a day without remembering who's waiting - who doesn't have the capacity to know they're even waiting, at this point, for a save - but wholehearted solemnity doesn't contradict wholehearted joy, and Ryuji Sakamoto is alive.
Alive and wearing little monkey slippers.]
No, the rest of them are fine. It's just that kind. [And speaking of Essence of Ryuji, who would he be without oversharing? Stopping that up entirely would be a crime against the universe.
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[He stops himself, there. Being around Erika is natural enough for him to just say whatever's on his mind, but even then:
1. that's too much
2. he doesn't want that to be true
3. Erika doesn't deserve to be inundated details about his love life????
4. Ryuji, don't be gross.
So, instead, he wiggles his toes inside the slippers and lets the warmth start to seep in. It's like a tropical Bahamas vacation down there, for ten little guys to party.]
Heh, I like their little poofs of hair.
[He looks up at her.]
I'm gonna hug you now. You can't avoid it, so, might as well get it over with, y'know?
[Which comes complete with a patented Ryuji smile.]
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Ok whatever you gross ass boy it's hug time. She just shakes her head fondly and holds her arms out with a sigh.]
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Hugs with Ryuji are usually pretty good, if not a little more tight than they need to be. He's pretty touch starved most of the time, and when allowed to dote on people he likes a whole lot, he tends to put everything into them.
And so, it's not just a hug, but a hug and a lift, and a little twirl in air, that's pretty gay, but also very much a thing he feels is pretty appropriate for the moment.]
I'll keep all my secrets in from now. Especially, uh. Those secrets.
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Alive and wearing little monkey slippers.]
No, the rest of them are fine. It's just that kind. [And speaking of Essence of Ryuji, who would he be without oversharing? Stopping that up entirely would be a crime against the universe.