[It's a little funny how things work out. If Kim had simply asked him what had happened, Shinjiro would have likely clammed up immediately, grown tense and thrown up his walls. But the assurance that he won't be asked to share if he doesn't want to -- that he can simply keep drinking his tea and walk back out the door whenever he wants without explanation -- loosens his tongue just a little.
He still hesitates, even so, too used to simply hunkering down and bearing his struggles in silence on his own, but after a long moment, he sets the mug back down, staring into it instead of looking up at the older man.]
...I went to the thing, from that one network post. The fight. Brought up some old shit, I guess.
[The most downplayed possible way to phrase it, but it's a mark of the trust Kim has gained that Shinjiro got out anything at all, really.]
oh man i love that icon
He still hesitates, even so, too used to simply hunkering down and bearing his struggles in silence on his own, but after a long moment, he sets the mug back down, staring into it instead of looking up at the older man.]
...I went to the thing, from that one network post. The fight. Brought up some old shit, I guess.
[The most downplayed possible way to phrase it, but it's a mark of the trust Kim has gained that Shinjiro got out anything at all, really.]