[They did not answer his question, but considering they are continuing to rhyme, the answer is definitely yes. Yeah, yeah, Himeka's hiding something, and though he could easily peer around her to take a peek, some part of him is feeling a little. Trepidation.
Maybe.
What he gets is not anything like what he expected.
It's a picture of him (terribly drawn) falling from the deck of a ship. And it should make him annoyed, to see it brought up again. (He didn't know the whole damn ship was gonna stop!) But something softens the furrowed brows. For a moment (and may they enjoy it forever), Nero is stunned into silence.
He takes the card and takes in all of that blue. Opens it. The same terrible poem, but at least it's written nicely.
Unfortunately, he was not raised to have defenses against this sort of thing.] You guys wrote me a card?
[With the tone of a teenager with a still-living sense of wonder asking, you bought me a car?
It may have become shockingly clear that Nero has never received a card in his entire life.]
no subject
Maybe.
What he gets is not anything like what he expected.
It's a picture of him (terribly drawn) falling from the deck of a ship. And it should make him annoyed, to see it brought up again. (He didn't know the whole damn ship was gonna stop!) But something softens the furrowed brows. For a moment (and may they enjoy it forever), Nero is stunned into silence.
He takes the card and takes in all of that blue. Opens it. The same terrible poem, but at least it's written nicely.
Unfortunately, he was not raised to have defenses against this sort of thing.] You guys wrote me a card?
[With the tone of a teenager with a still-living sense of wonder asking, you bought me a car?
It may have become shockingly clear that Nero has never received a card in his entire life.]