[It actually takes a moment for the words to sink in; there's a large pause inbetween the declaration and his response in which he simply...repeats the words to himself as though trying to make sense of them, as though he isn't exactly seeing where everything joins up.]
He wears...
[...wait.
...oh.
Oh.
Good...ness lord, whatever he was expecting, it certainly wasn't that.]
S-So you're...!
[As much as he'll hate himself for it later, his gaze flicks rather abruptly down to that skirt before he catches himself, returning his attention to Fukisaki's face.]
Of course I won't tell anyone, but that's...certainly unexpected, Fujisaki-kun...!!
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He wears...
[...wait.
...oh.
Oh.
Good...ness lord, whatever he was expecting, it certainly wasn't that.]
S-So you're...!
[As much as he'll hate himself for it later, his gaze flicks rather abruptly down to that skirt before he catches himself, returning his attention to Fukisaki's face.]
Of course I won't tell anyone, but that's...certainly unexpected, Fujisaki-kun...!!