[ That much, he knew. But he finds it just as hard to imagine Laurent as a kid as he does now. He scraps the idea for now, caught up in the huff he answers Laurent's question with.
Of course it wasn't, not really. Laurent had made sure he didn't get to live out his soul searching. Then again, he knows Laurent isn't wrong.
Makoto's stomach speaks up before he can, declaring his hunger for the field that is already starting to take shape. Pointedly, he keeps working as he changes the subject-- ]
Want to get started on that pasta? I'll finish up here.
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Of course it wasn't, not really. Laurent had made sure he didn't get to live out his soul searching. Then again, he knows Laurent isn't wrong.
Makoto's stomach speaks up before he can, declaring his hunger for the field that is already starting to take shape. Pointedly, he keeps working as he changes the subject-- ]
Want to get started on that pasta? I'll finish up here.