Momo walks around the chair, running a hand along the surface and enjoying the feel of it against her fingers. She's quiet, studying everything, and it takes her a moment to actually say more, or even look at Jiro.]
You're wonderful, you know that. I don't mind your style, but this feels more...us. Like a joint effort.
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Momo walks around the chair, running a hand along the surface and enjoying the feel of it against her fingers. She's quiet, studying everything, and it takes her a moment to actually say more, or even look at Jiro.]
You're wonderful, you know that. I don't mind your style, but this feels more...us. Like a joint effort.