[ There's no doubt that he easily could have gotten this work done at his home and freed up someone else's time. Most people probably wouldn't want to spend their Saturday night in mostly silence as they wait for another person to finish up schoolwork. Whose idea of fun is that? Strangely enough, it seems to be one of the poor soul who is hosting this shindig.
And, well, Nazuna hasn't had it in him to complain. Despite everything, there is an aspect that is kind of cozy sitting so closely to someone such as his gracious companion. An unspoken incentive may have encouraged him to get through things a tiny bit faster although he was aware of the moment where they almost knocked elbows. It was him who took it upon himself to move his chair so they could sit on the same side of the table so it isn't like he didn't anticipate that possibly happening. He wanted that sort of closeness. ]
See~? I'm pretty decent with math~
[ They've gotten more chatty with him finishing his work, allowing Youko to look it over. Lightly tapping at his jaw with his pencil, idly hooking an ankle over hers, he's relaxed quite a bit from when he first knocked at her door. But he never had anything to be nervous about, did he? Not after that conversation from the day before? ]
I'm not going to say I'm really great at it but... I think this counts for something?
[ He lifts his head and flashes a smile, propping an elbow up on the edge of the table. ]
Youko took the time to look after me. So it's only fair to relieve her of her duty now, right~?
[If Nazuna had done his homework at home, she would still have been sitting in her apartment, reading her book, only she would have made the micro-expressions of shock and horror and amusement as she turned pages for no audience at all. Besides, him coming over gave her a reason to get out of the house for a little bit, to go on a walk and get sunshine, and to buy snacks and drinks at the convenience store before waiting around, excited for him to show up.
He wouldn't have gotten to see her carefully pick out glasses for their drinks on tiptoe. Or watched her dig out a dish for the snack medley she had bought to sit on the table. He certainly wouldn't have gotten to see Youko focused on walking through the steps he had taken on his math work, eyes half-lidded and serious about the task at hand, with the tip of a pencil tapping her lower lip and her hair slipping into her face. Her responding to the conversation lightly, mumbling at points, smiling her approval before turning in her seat and bumping her elbow against his again.]
I agree, I'm not seeing anything that needs reworking. You should be passing with flying colors.
[Without the book in her hands or his work under her nose, she doesn't quite know what to do with their proximity, especially with the conversation that brought them here, but she manages not to shrink away. She tilts her head at him, crossing her arms on the table and propping her chin up on her shoulder.
'Relieve her of her duty'? She can't keep out the concern that tinges her voice.]
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[ There's no doubt that he easily could have gotten this work done at his home and freed up someone else's time. Most people probably wouldn't want to spend their Saturday night in mostly silence as they wait for another person to finish up schoolwork. Whose idea of fun is that? Strangely enough, it seems to be one of the poor soul who is hosting this shindig.
And, well, Nazuna hasn't had it in him to complain. Despite everything, there is an aspect that is kind of cozy sitting so closely to someone such as his gracious companion. An unspoken incentive may have encouraged him to get through things a tiny bit faster although he was aware of the moment where they almost knocked elbows. It was him who took it upon himself to move his chair so they could sit on the same side of the table so it isn't like he didn't anticipate that possibly happening. He wanted that sort of closeness. ]
See~? I'm pretty decent with math~
[ They've gotten more chatty with him finishing his work, allowing Youko to look it over. Lightly tapping at his jaw with his pencil, idly hooking an ankle over hers, he's relaxed quite a bit from when he first knocked at her door. But he never had anything to be nervous about, did he? Not after that conversation from the day before? ]
I'm not going to say I'm really great at it but... I think this counts for something?
[ He lifts his head and flashes a smile, propping an elbow up on the edge of the table. ]
Youko took the time to look after me. So it's only fair to relieve her of her duty now, right~?
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He wouldn't have gotten to see her carefully pick out glasses for their drinks on tiptoe. Or watched her dig out a dish for the snack medley she had bought to sit on the table. He certainly wouldn't have gotten to see Youko focused on walking through the steps he had taken on his math work, eyes half-lidded and serious about the task at hand, with the tip of a pencil tapping her lower lip and her hair slipping into her face. Her responding to the conversation lightly, mumbling at points, smiling her approval before turning in her seat and bumping her elbow against his again.]
I agree, I'm not seeing anything that needs reworking. You should be passing with flying colors.
[Without the book in her hands or his work under her nose, she doesn't quite know what to do with their proximity, especially with the conversation that brought them here, but she manages not to shrink away. She tilts her head at him, crossing her arms on the table and propping her chin up on her shoulder.
'Relieve her of her duty'? She can't keep out the concern that tinges her voice.]
You're not leaving yet, are you?