[Perhaps it's not a John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale level of fated meeting, but there does seem to be an element of serendipitous coincidence in the people he's met, and continues to meet. If not for making the acquaintance of Jean, the sardonic soldier from a completely foreign culture, he wouldn't have gotten the flash of inspiration to introduce a taste of toro nagashi to the people assembled here.
And then he wouldn't be having this conversation with Sayaka.
Granted, getting rejected is a bummer, but! Details. Ryuji knows what it's like to be a misfit and feel like you belong exactly nowhere, with no one; meeting people, even in a world they're trying to escape from, isn't something to take for granted. They're memories to hold onto.
That said, Ryuji's automatic reaction is a protesting noise around another mouthful of hot chocolate. Here in another year? His feelings on that are made plain by his wince.]
Don't take it personally if I say I ain't plannin' on it. Thinkin' that far ahead makes my stomach cramp.
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And then he wouldn't be having this conversation with Sayaka.
Granted, getting rejected is a bummer, but! Details. Ryuji knows what it's like to be a misfit and feel like you belong exactly nowhere, with no one; meeting people, even in a world they're trying to escape from, isn't something to take for granted. They're memories to hold onto.
That said, Ryuji's automatic reaction is a protesting noise around another mouthful of hot chocolate. Here in another year? His feelings on that are made plain by his wince.]
Don't take it personally if I say I ain't plannin' on it. Thinkin' that far ahead makes my stomach cramp.