[He's almost impressed with how cool-headed he sounds-- to a person who had only ever communicated with him via text, probably. When Maya does show up, Kanji is sitting on a stool in front of the counter, having hung his apron up a few minutes earlier. Souji wouldn't need him for cleanup for awhile, and he'd actually had a chance to use the kitchen to make some of the more advanced stuff he'd been learning about in their recent cooking lessons.]
H-hey.
[He smiles shyly-- really, he'd never guess that Maya doesn't have it totally together, considering he's the one who's always blushing.]
[His face flushes as it so often does, and he doesn't do much to mask his surprise when she puts a box in front of him-- from what he'd heard, that wasn't as common where she was from.]
Here, I've got yours--
[He pulls a box out from where he'd had it stashed underneath the counter in wait. It's heart-shaped, naturally, and while the chocolates inside aren't hand-painted, he had used custom molds to make all different shapes. Plus, he has more for her than just candy, but that part can wait-- just for a moment.
Passing her the box, he reaches for the one she'd brought, carefully opening the lid. Again, he looks surprised, but his smile pulls a little wider, lopsided.]
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[He's almost impressed with how cool-headed he sounds-- to a person who had only ever communicated with him via text, probably. When Maya does show up, Kanji is sitting on a stool in front of the counter, having hung his apron up a few minutes earlier. Souji wouldn't need him for cleanup for awhile, and he'd actually had a chance to use the kitchen to make some of the more advanced stuff he'd been learning about in their recent cooking lessons.]
H-hey.
[He smiles shyly-- really, he'd never guess that Maya doesn't have it totally together, considering he's the one who's always blushing.]
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Maya casually slides into the seat beside him, plopping a nondescript box into the tabletop. The important thing is not letting him see her sweat. ]
So I guess it's a holiday or something. Figured I might as well get the giving out of the way first.
[ It's just some artisinal dark chocolate she spent hours painting with melted white chocolate BUT. YOU KNOW. WHATEVER. ]
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[His face flushes as it so often does, and he doesn't do much to mask his surprise when she puts a box in front of him-- from what he'd heard, that wasn't as common where she was from.]
Here, I've got yours--
[He pulls a box out from where he'd had it stashed underneath the counter in wait. It's heart-shaped, naturally, and while the chocolates inside aren't hand-painted, he had used custom molds to make all different shapes. Plus, he has more for her than just candy, but that part can wait-- just for a moment.
Passing her the box, he reaches for the one she'd brought, carefully opening the lid. Again, he looks surprised, but his smile pulls a little wider, lopsided.]
These are hand-made.
[He can tell just by looking.]
You-- you did this for me?