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CHARACTERS: Konoe, Asato, and Heather
LOCATION: Oxygen garden
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Technology school for country bumpkin cats is in session

Asato had tried really, really hard not to peek when Konoe put up the note.

'Don't watch this'. And if he considered himself a good friend, a good Touga, then he wouldn't. He really tried, he wrung his hands and sat there with the button underneath his fingertip--click it, don't click it. Don't click it. Konoe said not to.

And so far, he'd kept his resolve. Every now and then he'd go back to that broadcast and worry that maybe something was bothering Konoe. If that was the case, he wanted to help. Why couldn't he help? Had he done something wrong? Was Konoe mad at him? He'd certainly done plenty of things to be mad about so far, after all. In the medbay, when they were both sick, he hadn't listened and just hurt himself more, and then Konoe got angry--but he had that coming, because he didn't listen. And the last thing he wanted was for him not to trust Konoe's word.

Or for Konoe not to trust him.

Having kept his nose out of business Konoe explicitly told him didn't pertain to him, Asato's surprised and relieved to hear they're going to the gardens today. A trip to the gardens is a treat in its own right; then he finds out they'll be meeting Heather there and his ears perk right up, his smile bright. Any day they go to see Heather promises to be a good day, because Heather's kind and nice and accepting and patient with him, for reasons he still doesn't quite understand. She's his quiet confidante, and he hopes with all his heart that he can be the same for her.

Yeah, going to the gardens to see Heather is a good idea.

He trots right alongside Konoe as they walk, more puppy than cat. By now, he's spent so much time in the gardens that he knows exactly where to go--fortunate, given Konoe's less-than-stellar sense of direction. Asato's just tagging along for whatever it is they have planned, for the most part, but he's happy to head to the garden, and he can't keep himself from taking a deep breath once they're there. He keeps an eye out for Heather, but aside from that breath he's still quiet. Between him and Konoe, Asato's the less talkative of the two by a long shot.

That's okay, though. No matter what they're here for, he can't imagine two people he'd rather be spending an afternoon with.

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It's been a tense time for them - surely everyone - but Konoe keeps himself fairly composed on the way there. Taking walks with Asato is enjoyable even without a destination, though this one is quieter than most.

He encourages Asato to lead the way today, for the sake of getting to the gardens on time. It allows him to follow behind slightly, too, and gather his thoughts together before things get rolling. Netherlands gave him a lot to think about earlier.

And while he knows Heather as a friend of theirs, she's still someone he hasn't met in person, even after such time. Shyness over reintroductions and this meeting's purpose alike keep him fairly quiet, too. On arrival the end of his tail shakes slowly, while he keeps to Asato's side and listens out for her.

He turns to Asato before they step into the planned spot, pulling his communication device out from his bag, "You brought yours, right?"

While he's seen some improvement in his typing - the whole goal of his last message - he's felt it would be better if they could both use the things to the best of their ability. And doing things together again feels important.

"I asked Heather to show us how to do new things with them."