Oh. Oh. Suguru watches Satoru's face, the pretty flush, the dazed look, and she knows she has Satoru curious.
When they had been in the group together, Suguru had been the one to step up and take on the mantle of leadership. She'd been the mom of the group, Haibara too much of a puppy and Nanami too moody despite pushing back, and neither Shoko nor Satoru wanting to take charge, for all that Satoru was undeniably the star. She had taken charge, taken care of all of them until she needed help and none of them had been there for her, and she'd known where to dig when she left because they'd all been so open with her. Especially Satoru, before the fame got her, but even after that. Even after everything.
She still knows how to read Satoru.
Maybe not exactly, not fully, but it's there. Something in her words intrigued Satoru, and Suguru will take advantage of that.
Suguru's lips curl into a wicked, wicked grin. She doesn't mention it, and moves on to the actual question she has, but the knowledge is there.
"Contact. The song?" She raises an eyebrow. "The duet. The emotions in it." She frowns, her lips twisting into a pout, and contemplates her words. Despite the annoyance and the dressing down, she is serious about the song, and she doesn't want to set Satoru off, so she picks her next words carefully. She tries to think about what she would have said to Satoru when they were younger. She was kinder then, especially to Satoru. A bitch, but it didn't have the same force, or the same push, and Satoru would rise to it in a vastly different way. "I'm not sure the emotions in it are resonating. Do you want to try to pick up something different, take it from another angle? You were mirroring my emotions, but it doesn't need to be mirrored, despite what the lyrics are doing."
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When they had been in the group together, Suguru had been the one to step up and take on the mantle of leadership. She'd been the mom of the group, Haibara too much of a puppy and Nanami too moody despite pushing back, and neither Shoko nor Satoru wanting to take charge, for all that Satoru was undeniably the star. She had taken charge, taken care of all of them until she needed help and none of them had been there for her, and she'd known where to dig when she left because they'd all been so open with her. Especially Satoru, before the fame got her, but even after that. Even after everything.
She still knows how to read Satoru.
Maybe not exactly, not fully, but it's there. Something in her words intrigued Satoru, and Suguru will take advantage of that.
Suguru's lips curl into a wicked, wicked grin. She doesn't mention it, and moves on to the actual question she has, but the knowledge is there.
"Contact. The song?" She raises an eyebrow. "The duet. The emotions in it." She frowns, her lips twisting into a pout, and contemplates her words. Despite the annoyance and the dressing down, she is serious about the song, and she doesn't want to set Satoru off, so she picks her next words carefully. She tries to think about what she would have said to Satoru when they were younger. She was kinder then, especially to Satoru. A bitch, but it didn't have the same force, or the same push, and Satoru would rise to it in a vastly different way. "I'm not sure the emotions in it are resonating. Do you want to try to pick up something different, take it from another angle? You were mirroring my emotions, but it doesn't need to be mirrored, despite what the lyrics are doing."