[ so, here's the thing — he did understand that the word "list" involves several things and all, but somehow it didn't really sink in, not until junpei starts listing the stuff and charles thinks, oh. that's — the stuff they've talked about, before, sort of off-hand mentions, the drinking and the spaghetti, and is it weird that he feels touched that he remembers? that he cares enough to actually have committed them to memory?
he pushes that away, then, choosing to grin instead and quip back, ] Nope, don't got one. I wish I had magic pockets, honest.
[ every day, he misses his backpack... anyway. a pause, ] So an mp3 player, that's like a walkman, then?
[ sorry........ he could have kept with the times regarding technology, but. well, not much use for learning about computers and such when you're a ghost. ]
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he pushes that away, then, choosing to grin instead and quip back, ] Nope, don't got one. I wish I had magic pockets, honest.
[ every day, he misses his backpack... anyway. a pause, ] So an mp3 player, that's like a walkman, then?
[ sorry........ he could have kept with the times regarding technology, but. well, not much use for learning about computers and such when you're a ghost. ]