[Well, it's the sort of thing that's said, isn't it? He'll let her hold both his hands, staring down at the kotatsu's wooden top in thought, which means his gaze drifts across her glasses. It's strange when they're usually such a constant fixture on her face.]
You know, I've been wondering why you wear these... Is it for the look? Err... the glasses, sorry.
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[Well, it's the sort of thing that's said, isn't it? He'll let her hold both his hands, staring down at the kotatsu's wooden top in thought, which means his gaze drifts across her glasses. It's strange when they're usually such a constant fixture on her face.]
You know, I've been wondering why you wear these... Is it for the look? Err... the glasses, sorry.