She tries to cover up her slip of the tongue by taking a sip of the tea in front of her, practically scalding her tongue in the process with a wince. But after she puts the cup back down, her shoulders jolting as the ceramic hits the wood of the table, she speaks up again...
"Th...that was ages ago. Just because we were close back when we were five...I'm sure we both might as well be different people. We've barely spoken in ten years, surely you can't remember much from back then."
Yoshiko's probably a freak, for remembering as much as she does. They were just kids, after all, and no one in their right mind hangs onto kid stuff like that when they grow up. Hanging onto memories like those is immature enough as is...
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She tries to cover up her slip of the tongue by taking a sip of the tea in front of her, practically scalding her tongue in the process with a wince. But after she puts the cup back down, her shoulders jolting as the ceramic hits the wood of the table, she speaks up again...
"Th...that was ages ago. Just because we were close back when we were five...I'm sure we both might as well be different people. We've barely spoken in ten years, surely you can't remember much from back then."
Yoshiko's probably a freak, for remembering as much as she does. They were just kids, after all, and no one in their right mind hangs onto kid stuff like that when they grow up. Hanging onto memories like those is immature enough as is...