["Open" or "closed", huh? Ren doesn't have to consider for long, really; the thing about being a closed book, however, is that he doesn't necessarily want to admit it.
[Still, he folds his hands closed.
[He gestures for her. He wants to know her answer too.]
[It takes some consideration. Used to be an easy open; then an easy closed; and these days, it’s…
[Well. Holding her hands mostly closed, but also kinda open, doesn’t exactly follow the rules. But neither does charades.]
[Speaking of, this next one’s abstract. First, a stiff motion, as if chopping something into very orderly pieces. Option 2, hands splayed like a chaotic little explosion.
[Probably not the easiest signals in the world to interpret. It’s a challenge…?]
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[Not much for talking, is he? He did mime “quiet.”]
Standout kind of friend, huh?
bet u didn't expect angst
[Really, it's just that Ren's not sure Akechi ever considered them his friends.]
He was...["Was". He hates that word.]
A unique person.
no!! no I did not
[—Ah.]
I’m sorry.
I'm sailing my ship
[The grief is insurmountable, of course. "Friends" really doesn't describe them at all when Ren thinks about it.]
What's your name?
no subject
[Right. Kinda skipped a few familiarity levels, there....]
Aubrey. [The only one anyone needs.] Yours?
no subject
[Fistbump?]
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Ren. [Fistbump.] You’re pretty good at charades.
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Figured. Same for me.
[She tries, sometimes.] The charades were new, though. Want to try again?
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[Alright, let’s see… Hands fold together sideways, closed; then open like a book.]
no subject
[Still, he folds his hands closed.
[He gestures for her. He wants to know her answer too.]
no subject
[It takes some consideration. Used to be an easy open; then an easy closed; and these days, it’s…
[Well. Holding her hands mostly closed, but also kinda open, doesn’t exactly follow the rules. But neither does charades.]
[Speaking of, this next one’s abstract. First, a stiff motion, as if chopping something into very orderly pieces. Option 2, hands splayed like a chaotic little explosion.
[Probably not the easiest signals in the world to interpret. It’s a challenge…?]