[Ken's alone in the house today. Koromaru's sleeping in his room, on his bed, and Ken was too, but he'd just gotten up to get a drink. He's on the way to the kitchen so he's empty handed, still wearing his school blazer. He wears it to school every day, and today's no exception. With Kaneda out and too busy to come pick him up, he and Koromaru had come home on their own. It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon waiting for everyone else to come home, but...
He can't help the way he tenses up when he sees Tetsuo, now. There's a prickle down his spine, alerting all his senses to be alert, to be wary. Because as much as Ken did not dislike Tetsuo, he's suffered enough pain at his figurative hands to remember them now. Remember, and fear, even if right now it's just a slight ripple in the surface of his mind.
It at least doest not show on his face as he looks up at him.]
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He can't help the way he tenses up when he sees Tetsuo, now. There's a prickle down his spine, alerting all his senses to be alert, to be wary. Because as much as Ken did not dislike Tetsuo, he's suffered enough pain at his figurative hands to remember them now. Remember, and fear, even if right now it's just a slight ripple in the surface of his mind.
It at least doest not show on his face as he looks up at him.]
Tetsuo-san... welcome home?