Tamaki would forgive her, as they were all from different worlds and different customs. In the short time they'd had to learn about each other, he'd actually gained a decent insight into the others. Perhaps it was from his experience with the Host Club. Then again, he'd always been perceptive.
"Is it a good morning?" Holding his towel, he was dressed in sweats--and unlike the others would be simply hitting the gym. Hardly the fighter or athlete his companions were, but that didn't mean he didn't try to stay in shape. "If you'll pardon any offense, you seem..." Pausing trying to think of a word. "Unsettled? Distracted?" Unsure how to phrase it.
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Date: 2017-03-10 06:04 am (UTC)"Is it a good morning?" Holding his towel, he was dressed in sweats--and unlike the others would be simply hitting the gym. Hardly the fighter or athlete his companions were, but that didn't mean he didn't try to stay in shape. "If you'll pardon any offense, you seem..." Pausing trying to think of a word. "Unsettled? Distracted?" Unsure how to phrase it.