[It was curious, he found, that her eyes mirrored his own. Not that he particularly cared to find the reasoning why. He was so used to the color and vibrance of other’s eyes that it was actually somewhat comforting.

She was right in that it wasn’t much of a victory - maybe because Omori hadn’t really considered it a competition. Bored, his gaze became slightly less intense, the void shrinking back.

At her question… the briefest of nods. Almost imperceptible. He didn’t seemed inclined to stop her from sitting.]