It made him feel bad at how uncomfortable said second-in-command had to suffer although he has to give her kudos for even dealing with it with such resolve. Were all women just condemned to shitty situations? Given history, probably, life had that aspect of being absolutely SHITTY. Fushimi had been shifting through tabs on his browser with various tutorials on this “hobby” he wants to try his hands at next and he hums to himself, nodding. ❛ Seems simple enough—- if anything, modifications can be done with the men’s trousers to your measurements and it should be good to go from then on out, yes? Precisely why I brought it up, any drawbacks in team performances will not do; it’s been a busy year…. ❜
A singular, faint laugh gives away her amusement, and Seri leans her chin into her palm, elbow propped upon her desk. He was entirely correct; this year had been particularly busy for Scepter 4, with few breaks in activity or moments of peace for its members, especially the King. Seri worried about him, far more often than she’d admit, but it never crossed her mind that anyone worried about her. Nodding, smile softening, she replies, ❝That should do the trick, yes. And you’re absolutely correct; we must work as a team, without any fall backs.❞ A short hum, and then her eyes turn up to Fushimi’s face, and she says, ❝Thank you.❞ For worrying. For caring.
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