[He's been thinking a lot lately about how D constantly made him doubt himself. His hunches, which were normally always correct, were completely useless when it came to him. No matter what he observed, he was always wrong in some way he couldn't grasp. Now, he was staring at him holding the basket and wondering just how much of anything is intentional, what each thing means...
He's tired of it. If they're stuck together for better or for worse, apparently, then the best thing to do is just... whatever he wants! Think about it later!
This is his usual mindset for many things, anyway.
So, he may not be the smoothest or most gentle about it, but when he heads back and sees that D is ready to go, he doesn't hesitate in reaching over to take his hand and tug it as he heads back.]
Come on. It's this way, right? [He remembers it this time. He'd paid attention to where they came from.]
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He's tired of it. If they're stuck together for better or for worse, apparently, then the best thing to do is just... whatever he wants! Think about it later!
This is his usual mindset for many things, anyway.
So, he may not be the smoothest or most gentle about it, but when he heads back and sees that D is ready to go, he doesn't hesitate in reaching over to take his hand and tug it as he heads back.]
Come on. It's this way, right? [He remembers it this time. He'd paid attention to where they came from.]