[ The reply is a little bemused, the tone light - Matoba can be wry when the whim takes him, and he seems to find a particular pleasure in teasing Natsume. Today, however, he seems to be in an agreeable mood, though the slyness never leaves his voice.
Glancing over his shoulder at the screen door of his room, the exorcist speaks again, a smile evident in his voice. ]
And, quite done, yes. Come and visit me, I haven't seen you all day.
[ Despite having less than savoury designs on the pretty-faced fourteen year old ( and his ward, he notes with amusement ), he does, actually, find that the boy's company is neither disruptive nor unpleasant. Natsume has a kind of innate gentleness about him, he thinks, and it's calming - Natsume is calming, with his soft-spoken words and his strange caution. As if he is afraid he will be discarded for any small misstep. He likes speaking with him, finds that while polite to a fault, that Natsume Takashi is both thoughtful and eager to learn - he likes the steadily growing closeness between them, too.
Matoba would not dream of discarding him of course, he needs him for those eyes of his.
He waits, certain the boy will come and sit beside him; an extra cushion has been placed on the tatami mat beside his own at the desk. ]
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[ The reply is a little bemused, the tone light - Matoba can be wry when the whim takes him, and he seems to find a particular pleasure in teasing Natsume. Today, however, he seems to be in an agreeable mood, though the slyness never leaves his voice.
Glancing over his shoulder at the screen door of his room, the exorcist speaks again, a smile evident in his voice. ]
And, quite done, yes. Come and visit me, I haven't seen you all day.
[ Despite having less than savoury designs on the pretty-faced fourteen year old ( and his ward, he notes with amusement ), he does, actually, find that the boy's company is neither disruptive nor unpleasant. Natsume has a kind of innate gentleness about him, he thinks, and it's calming - Natsume is calming, with his soft-spoken words and his strange caution. As if he is afraid he will be discarded for any small misstep. He likes speaking with him, finds that while polite to a fault, that Natsume Takashi is both thoughtful and eager to learn - he likes the steadily growing closeness between them, too.
Matoba would not dream of discarding him of course, he needs him for those eyes of his.
He waits, certain the boy will come and sit beside him; an extra cushion has been placed on the tatami mat beside his own at the desk. ]