"What thing, sho?" Makishima had been using that verbal tick for so long he barely realized he was doing it anymore. It wasn't really on purpose as it had been once upon a time and now it was completely natural.
He wasn't sure if Reno was serious about the turtle thing. When the whole point was to be fast it wasn't exactly a compliment. He had shown them though. In the end it was the turtle who'd won the race, only then he'd become a spider.
It had been awhile since the two of them had come out onto the balcony, and while Reno still had his jacket on Makishima was only in his button up shirt. A breeze blew over them and Makishima shivered a bit despite the warm coffee in his stomach.
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He wasn't sure if Reno was serious about the turtle thing. When the whole point was to be fast it wasn't exactly a compliment. He had shown them though. In the end it was the turtle who'd won the race, only then he'd become a spider.
It had been awhile since the two of them had come out onto the balcony, and while Reno still had his jacket on Makishima was only in his button up shirt. A breeze blew over them and Makishima shivered a bit despite the warm coffee in his stomach.