[ Gintoki doesn't show any sign of disappointment, as he often does when he does something like this. He rolls his shoulder and rubs it with one of his hands firmly, pressing into it. His gaze finally pulls from the ground when he senses her movement, his hand still clasped on his shoulder as he watches her take her leave, tipping his head upward and face carrying a vacant expression.
He doesn't regret what he has done and said— though he thinks it probably was better if he hadn't kissed her. Too late for that; the tip of his tongue traces through the line of his lips, catching any remnants of her as she turns to leave, saying absolutely nothing to her.
She's out of ear shot, but he still says to himself as he puts his attention back on the telescope. ]
I did find something special. [ He adjusts the telescope and takes another peek in it. ]
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He doesn't regret what he has done and said— though he thinks it probably was better if he hadn't kissed her. Too late for that; the tip of his tongue traces through the line of his lips, catching any remnants of her as she turns to leave, saying absolutely nothing to her.
She's out of ear shot, but he still says to himself as he puts his attention back on the telescope. ]
I did find something special.
[ He adjusts the telescope and takes another peek in it. ]
—I just wish you would believe it.