Maya had to chuckle about the comment about older women; lack of interest was no reason not to enjoy another's company, now was it? "Pleasure to meet you, Haseo-kun," she replied, allowing her voice to quirk the honorific, a teasing note to indicate that she hadn't been seriously thinking of this conversation as a date. She had to assume this would be a very serious meeting, then.
She did catch the look he directed at the room at large. "There. You seem to be looking for someone? Did you have a falling-out?" She wanted to stroke his hair or back—any kind of gesture meant to be soothing, but firmly kept her hands in her lap. Perhaps it was the tattoos that made her feel so; Haseo didn't resemble her son by any stretch of the imagination (behavior included), but the markings....
Best not to dwell on that. "How long...?" Ah, this was a mental institute. Perhaps that explained the reticence. What was that saying? "The insane never think themselves as such"...? No, that had the wrong cadence, wasn't catchy enough. In any case. "I was admitted this morning. Or so I'm told."
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She did catch the look he directed at the room at large. "There. You seem to be looking for someone? Did you have a falling-out?" She wanted to stroke his hair or back—any kind of gesture meant to be soothing, but firmly kept her hands in her lap. Perhaps it was the tattoos that made her feel so; Haseo didn't resemble her son by any stretch of the imagination (behavior included), but the markings....
Best not to dwell on that. "How long...?" Ah, this was a mental institute. Perhaps that explained the reticence. What was that saying? "The insane never think themselves as such"...? No, that had the wrong cadence, wasn't catchy enough. In any case. "I was admitted this morning. Or so I'm told."