[Oh boy. Preteen love advice. Suddenly he finds himself wondering if time bullshit was really such a terrible topic to abandon. Is it too late to switch back? Okay, no, he'll at least hear her out entirely. Maybe it won't be as bad as he's thinking. Maybe it'll actually be something simple that he can offer advice on.]
["...and you and Peko obviously have a thing."]
[Kuzuryuu chokes on his tea, spluttering and barely managing to set the cup down without spilling it everywhere. He has to whack himself hard in the chest a few times to be able to start forming words again. Wheezy, spluttering, half-choked words, sure. But words nonetheless.]
W-where-- [He coughs.] Where the fuck did you get that idea?! Peko and I... [A small coughing fit and two more smacks to his own chest.] We definitely...w-we don't have "a thing".
[How high do you even have to BE to think something like that...]
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["...and you and Peko obviously have a thing."]
[Kuzuryuu chokes on his tea, spluttering and barely managing to set the cup down without spilling it everywhere. He has to whack himself hard in the chest a few times to be able to start forming words again. Wheezy, spluttering, half-choked words, sure. But words nonetheless.]
W-where-- [He coughs.] Where the fuck did you get that idea?! Peko and I... [A small coughing fit and two more smacks to his own chest.] We definitely...w-we don't have "a thing".
[How high do you even have to BE to think something like that...]