Yusuke began on another couple that he’d done a rough outline of spinning around the dance floor once silence had fallen for a moment, as Nida was deciding if he wanted to pry or not. The teen trying to decide if the two dancers were, in fact, a couple or if he was reading it the wrong way again.

Eyes fixed on the page as he tried to decide, his thoughts were interrupted by the comment. An odd and surprising one, in a way. “Thank you? Though I feel I should say that I believe I have.” He returned his eyes to the page again. “It has been quite some time since I had one who also enjoyed spending time in my company to work on art in some form, after all.” So Nida counted as a friend, or at least Yusuke thought of him as such.