[That gets a sort of slackjawed expression from Souda for a moment as he sits there with the papers in his hand like a robot processing a new command. It's weird, like, Komaeda laughed and usually Souda takes that as condescending, but it was more of a laugh like Giorno's when they first met. And then he went and said he trusts him. It's a lot at once.]
Ah— Yeah. Cool.
[Wow, impressive response. Souda leans back away enough to look over the schematics again and, rather than focus on the awkwardness of it all, and remembers that he can also conveniently change the subject—]
Hey, these are yours. I already ate.
[He slides the little container Makoto's food is in toward Komaeda.]
no subject
Ah— Yeah. Cool.
[Wow, impressive response. Souda leans back away enough to look over the schematics again and, rather than focus on the awkwardness of it all, and remembers that he can also conveniently change the subject—]
Hey, these are yours. I already ate.
[He slides the little container Makoto's food is in toward Komaeda.]