[ thomas hasn't visited majima's bar before now, so it's probably not all that surprising that he takes a few long seconds to look around once he's inside, stella still tucked safely under his arm. he's not necessarily awed, but, perhaps, mildly impressed. he makes a mental note of the pool table and the dart board (things newt and minho might want to check out sometime), and then turns his attention to majima when he speaks.
thomas pretty much assumes that if majima — someone who knows the native sign language well enough to use it rather fluently and semi-frequently — is speaking, it's either because the risk of being heard is incredibly low, or near impossible, but the reassurance is still appreciated nonetheless. thomas puts stella down on the ground a little out of the way, giving her head a ginger little pat with two of his fingers without really thinking about it, and then straightens up. he's about to ask majima something about the bar, but when he turns around, he's met with... an open cabinet, stocked with all kinds of snack foods. ]
Uh... [ honestly, thomas doesn't need any sort of payment. he doesn't want to be repaid, and he's about to decline the offer when he's struck with a thought: he might not want anything, but newt might enjoy something sweet. minho, too, maybe.
so thomas just shrugs, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jumpsuit. casual. ] Sure. I mean, I'll take, uh, one of those candy bars, I guess. Thanks.
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thomas pretty much assumes that if majima — someone who knows the native sign language well enough to use it rather fluently and semi-frequently — is speaking, it's either because the risk of being heard is incredibly low, or near impossible, but the reassurance is still appreciated nonetheless. thomas puts stella down on the ground a little out of the way, giving her head a ginger little pat with two of his fingers without really thinking about it, and then straightens up. he's about to ask majima something about the bar, but when he turns around, he's met with... an open cabinet, stocked with all kinds of snack foods. ]
Uh... [ honestly, thomas doesn't need any sort of payment. he doesn't want to be repaid, and he's about to decline the offer when he's struck with a thought: he might not want anything, but newt might enjoy something sweet. minho, too, maybe.
so thomas just shrugs, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jumpsuit. casual. ] Sure. I mean, I'll take, uh, one of those candy bars, I guess. Thanks.