[he finds himself eerily fascinated by those pixels. once again, he's reminded of home, working on projects and compiling code and watching little dots dance across his screen. it's fascinating as well as nostalgic and if tech catches him staring at his hands... well, he can't really help it. it was cool, no two ways about it.
kaiba ignores that softer I like you in favor of finishing up, spending a few more minutes in silence.]
How does that feel? Did I get everything?
[he draws his fingers together and rotates them, alert and attentive.
but it was also an incredibly transparent excuse to hold his hand and pretty much everyone could see through that, even a busted machine.]
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kaiba ignores that softer I like you in favor of finishing up, spending a few more minutes in silence.]
How does that feel? Did I get everything?
[he draws his fingers together and rotates them, alert and attentive.
but it was also an incredibly transparent excuse to hold his hand and pretty much everyone could see through that, even a busted machine.]