[The question was no longer about if Eiji had been in his dream. That much seemed certain now. But the end... The end didn't make sense. Emi's brow furrowed slightly as the new question formed on his tongue, trying to take shape.

Except, ah. That.. Probably had to do with whatever Eiji hadn't wanted to talk about. That was out then. But he'd spoken up so...!

So Emi gave an awkward shuffle of his feet instead, looking uncharacteristically shy for someone that was usually so straightforward and impulsive in his actions.]

... Could I join you for that coffee?