They bow and leave the booth.

"It's an omakase restaurant," he explains to Haru.

"Swanky. Do I need a quick etiquette lesson?"

"No one's going to be watching so not really, but there isn't much to know, either. You eat it with chopsticks."

"I was so bad with chopsticks when I was eight. I told -"

"- you're making a face, did I - I already said that verbatim, didn't I."

It seems like he'd been trying not to make any faces and to keep his smile on, but, "Um. Y-yeah. It's a very charming anecdote."

"Presumably less fun for the second - third? - time -"

"Last time I said that I had this mental image of a really serious and argumentative tiny Haru, and you said, well, it's not hard to guess, I'm a serious and argumentative adult, and I said that there were several serious and argumentative adults that hadn't been like that as children but you had a vibe. You asked me what the vibe was and I said that the way you're serious is more a decision of what kind of person to be, taking things seriously and thinking them through, than just the appearance of seriousness, and that's the kind of thing I'd guess would be stable since you were younger."

"I bet you argued a lot with Ren."

"- not much, actually, she's pretty receptive to logical points?"

"Presented logical points to her a lot, then, I was bundling that in."

"Okay, yes, I have been her tiny roommate with occasional need for a grownup bureaucracy prosthetic since I was like, six."

"Not so tiny anymore."

"—what am I doing," he says, hiding his face behind his hands.

"I am now full sized, yes. But I was small for my age when I was six, I grew a lot very suddenly when I was like twelve to fourteen, my elbows stuck out and looked ridiculous."

"That was nnnnnot what I was talking about and you know it but thank you for trying to save me," he says, lowering his hands so only his eyes are visible.

"You're welcome."

"...haah... I missed you so much."

"- when did you have a chance to miss me, or do you just mean you missed being, like, allowed to flirt with me."

"Allowed to flirt with you, allowed to—talk to you, for real, to be around you, all of you, and to be—yours, properly yours."

...squirm.

...he gets up, walks around the table, and sits next to Haru rather than across the table from him. And then he kisses Haru.

Any minute the waiter will be back! says Haru, but he has to say this telepathically because he's kissing back.