"I loved Ophelia"

“No daughters of mine will need my protection. They’ll be a dragons.” Mahiro sipped his coffee, then frowned at the contact of liquid that had gone cold. At the revelation of Aika’s location, and subtle denial of having any companions, he opened his mouth. The words, however, were caught in his throat.

Those poor daughters. And wife. That poor, poor wife. Yoshino finished off his tea and merely glanced at the credit card that Mahiro pushed his way, practically doing everything but giving him a shove off his chair and telling him to go away. He quietly and serenely finished the last of his cup, set it down, and got up, bowing his head to Aika.

Aika laughed along with Yoshino. She hadn't had this much fine in a while, to be honest. It was quite refreshing to be with these two again, she had to admit that. And honestly, she was glad they had reunited.

Kaname lead the way to the shop, glad to get out of the snow a bit.  He really did enjoy meeting strangers this way, these chance meetings always seemed to enlighten him one way or another and she definitely seemed like someone much wiser than he was.  

She followed closely after him, walking next to him but facing forward. "You'll get better with time." Like everyone, unless of course they gave up midway.

└{start} The girl was pretty good at the game, but Yukine was also pretty good too. After a song with a difficulty of 5, he looked at the screen and realized they had tied. All the scores, the perfects, the amazings, the oks, and the mistakes, they were all the same number.

“Aika… no, I insist. It’s the least I can do. Ah… I know how to chop vegetables, if you want a salad to go with it.” he wasn’t even sure what he had in his fridge, but he really was hoping it was enough to make a full meal. Besides, that’s what he was going to this shopping trip for in the first place.

She smiled. "Alright, alright. I'll let you treat me then." She said, a slightly comic tone on her voice. "I'm okay with anything, I'm not a oicky eater~" And she could cook as well, so she was able to help once they got down to it.

On his way back, he barely noticing the tinge of a smile Aika was giving him. It was faint and would’ve slipped his radar had he not been so anxiously perceptive in the presence of the two who had played quite a bit of part in his childhood. Slipping back to his seat, Mahiro took a moment to dully stare at his drink chilled, then breathed out, deeply, akin to resignation.

The storm averted, Cafe Soleil’s staff appeared to be somewhat willing to approach their cozy able once more, carrying a ceramic tea pot decorated with twirling pink carnations and delicate leaves. Yoshino mutely held up his cup and returned to the conversation at hand, slowly mixing and dissolving two pale sugar cubes into the aromatic liquid.

She kept her eyes on him as he moved closer and sat down again. It didn't really come as a surprise for her when he started asking questions; Mahiro had always been very controlling of her life, most likely out of worry but also due to his own personality.