[ With the pretty light halfway unplugged, Wataru is shooting him a look in return. That's... it makes him happy to hear it, too. Not only for the obvious reason being that he wants to make everyone in the world happy, but specifically because Eichi smiling is important to him.
He's about to let the conversation lull in order to get the pretty light free, but once he does and has it tucked under an arm, he hears the tinkling of obvious glass—in this case, mirrored glass—breaking. ]
Oh? Are you alright, Eichi? If that was a mirror, you should be concerned with your luck for the next seven years.
[ He's on his way over to him now, placing the light down on a nearby floor shelf when he gets close. ]
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He's about to let the conversation lull in order to get the pretty light free, but once he does and has it tucked under an arm, he hears the tinkling of obvious glass—in this case, mirrored glass—breaking. ]
Oh? Are you alright, Eichi? If that was a mirror, you should be concerned with your luck for the next seven years.
[ He's on his way over to him now, placing the light down on a nearby floor shelf when he gets close. ]