Uh, [ frozen on her porch, vash's face flickers through surprise (even though he is the one who decided to come here and also rang the doorbell, yes) to an awkward sort of smile, before he catches himself and shifts his smile to something a little brighter and sure of himself. he isn't, but it's always about showing it first regardless, you know? fake it till you make it!! ]
Good ... evening? [ wait, that didn't come out right. ]
[ an odd can or another rattles in the bags in his arms as he shifts his weight back, then forwards again, his eyes darting from mitsuru's face to the space beyond, then back to her eyes again. ]
Sorry, I should have, asked you before I turned up here - maybe you're busy?
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Good ... evening? [ wait, that didn't come out right. ]
[ an odd can or another rattles in the bags in his arms as he shifts his weight back, then forwards again, his eyes darting from mitsuru's face to the space beyond, then back to her eyes again. ]
Sorry, I should have, asked you before I turned up here - maybe you're busy?