[not to say it couldn't be work, but really, all things considered she was incredibly lucky.
kotori tilted her head to the side slightly when she heard yamagi's response. she'd thought they were similar ages, but to already have a full time job, he might be a little older -- perhaps in his twenties? either way, he seemed a bit saddened by the question, so she thought she'd give him some (genuine) encouragement in the form of her true thoughts:]
A mechanic? For... airplanes? That's amazing, Yamagi-kun! You must be so smart to know how to put them all back together! And all the other pilots depend on you to keep them safe and sound -- I wish I could do something like that.
[cause airplanes are what you fly around right? although rough work like that probably wouldn't suit a gentle bird like her in the long run, it was clear from her tone just how impressed she really was.
kotori really wasn't aiming to read his thoughts, but she had to admit, she was curious -- about the "shino" he kept drifting to, and about the extent of her new found mind reading abilities... instead of "sending" anything verbally, she concentrated and attempted to send a picture -- more like a quick flash of a memory.
within it, honoka was on one side of her and umi on the other. the three of them were taking their daily walk from otonokizaka, late summer light filtering through the trees and presenting everything in orange hues. honoka had a piece of bread in her mouth, and umi scolded her on not taking greater care to keep her shirt and mouth clean; idols must be ready to be approached at any time!, umi said within it, stern but not unkind. aw, umi-chan, i'm just so hungry from practice... honoka replied with a visible pout despite her bread, and between the two, kotori giggled. it was a memory that radiated fondness; the bond of friendship between the girls was palpable enough to serve up like a strawberry shortcake.
tf i thought i replied to this
[not to say it couldn't be work, but really, all things considered she was incredibly lucky.
kotori tilted her head to the side slightly when she heard yamagi's response. she'd thought they were similar ages, but to already have a full time job, he might be a little older -- perhaps in his twenties? either way, he seemed a bit saddened by the question, so she thought she'd give him some (genuine) encouragement in the form of her true thoughts:]
A mechanic? For... airplanes? That's amazing, Yamagi-kun! You must be so smart to know how to put them all back together! And all the other pilots depend on you to keep them safe and sound -- I wish I could do something like that.
[cause airplanes are what you fly around right? although rough work like that probably wouldn't suit a gentle bird like her in the long run, it was clear from her tone just how impressed she really was.
kotori really wasn't aiming to read his thoughts, but she had to admit, she was curious -- about the "shino" he kept drifting to, and about the extent of her new found mind reading abilities... instead of "sending" anything verbally, she concentrated and attempted to send a picture -- more like a quick flash of a memory.
within it, honoka was on one side of her and umi on the other. the three of them were taking their daily walk from otonokizaka, late summer light filtering through the trees and presenting everything in orange hues. honoka had a piece of bread in her mouth, and umi scolded her on not taking greater care to keep her shirt and mouth clean; idols must be ready to be approached at any time!, umi said within it, stern but not unkind. aw, umi-chan, i'm just so hungry from practice... honoka replied with a visible pout despite her bread, and between the two, kotori giggled. it was a memory that radiated fondness; the bond of friendship between the girls was palpable enough to serve up like a strawberry shortcake.
the connotation was clear: the same? different?]