[Keiko might as well have dumped a bucket of ice water down the back of his shirt.
Yusuke's spine stiffens. His throat feels like it's been sealed shut. He stares at her, his gaze blank and guarded, as guilt and nervousness and self-loathing anger re-emerge with a vengeance from the corners of his head to dig barbed claws into his organs. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Look at her, she has no clue––]
... Yeah, we talked.
[Among other things. Yusuke grunts and turns his eyes skyward as he nudges past her to begin leading them down the street. Where he's planning on going, he doesn't know, but it's better than just standing here. He doesn't need any help feeling conspicuous right now.]
So, uh - I heard you're staying with the doc. Dr. Lutece?
[Look at how deft that topic change was. How natural. How TOTALLY UNSUSPICIOUS. This is completely fine.]
ACTION;
Yusuke's spine stiffens. His throat feels like it's been sealed shut. He stares at her, his gaze blank and guarded, as guilt and nervousness and self-loathing anger re-emerge with a vengeance from the corners of his head to dig barbed claws into his organs. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Look at her, she has no clue––]
... Yeah, we talked.
[Among other things. Yusuke grunts and turns his eyes skyward as he nudges past her to begin leading them down the street. Where he's planning on going, he doesn't know, but it's better than just standing here. He doesn't need any help feeling conspicuous right now.]
So, uh - I heard you're staying with the doc. Dr. Lutece?
[Look at how deft that topic change was. How natural. How TOTALLY UNSUSPICIOUS. This is completely fine.]