( This heavy box, that will break arms less strong than a Lan's, it's Known. Jingyi for his part isn't disguising the sort of smugly amused look on his face, walking behind Inigo who is definitely the far more excited one--because Jingyi is clearly trying to not laugh.
But in a good way? Probably. Who knows. He holds up the box, as if indicating, here, Tidus, here's the gift, this box that doesn't tell you a thing. )
A timely one, I'd say. Right, Inigo?
( This guy's walking with his tail doing the cat curling one side to the other in question marks of supreme self-satisfaction. )
slams in gently
But in a good way? Probably. Who knows. He holds up the box, as if indicating, here, Tidus, here's the gift, this box that doesn't tell you a thing. )
A timely one, I'd say. Right, Inigo?
( This guy's walking with his tail doing the cat curling one side to the other in question marks of supreme self-satisfaction. )