[ Yu's standing behind Makoto, mindful of her personal space, but still close enough so as to not leave too big of a gap and risk inviting others to cut in front of him in line -- something that would be unthinkable back in Japan, but is apparently not altogether out of the ordinary here in New Amsterdam.
In the same way, he's not really trying to pay her any special amount of attention, his gaze constantly flickering around to take in all the various sights, but he can't help but to overhear her muttering. In that next moment, their eyes meet and he offers her a sympathetic smile. ]
The last line I waited in closed down because they ran out of food. I hope we have better luck with this one.
food trucks
In the same way, he's not really trying to pay her any special amount of attention, his gaze constantly flickering around to take in all the various sights, but he can't help but to overhear her muttering. In that next moment, their eyes meet and he offers her a sympathetic smile. ]
The last line I waited in closed down because they ran out of food. I hope we have better luck with this one.