He's been especially weird of late. Maybe the stress of all he just went through. Maybe trauma. He's still him, somewhere down in there. Bunta saw him earlier today, if only for a minute. At any rate, he can understand her reluctance.
Bunta lets himself be tugged along, content to let her set the pace for the afternoon (though he DOES hope to sneak a bite from one of the food stalls at some point...) and simply enjoy her anticipation. Her company in general.
"Oh? Let's look carefully here, then. Ishimitsu's an old friend. He'll definitely help you out!"
The jeweler has several tables and glass cases set out, mostly organized by piece type. The ring display takes up two cases, with engagement and wedding bands slightly separated from the others, and a few more each in the discounted case at the transaction desk and the featured items case in the central display.
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Bunta lets himself be tugged along, content to let her set the pace for the afternoon (though he DOES hope to sneak a bite from one of the food stalls at some point...) and simply enjoy her anticipation. Her company in general.
"Oh? Let's look carefully here, then. Ishimitsu's an old friend. He'll definitely help you out!"
The jeweler has several tables and glass cases set out, mostly organized by piece type. The ring display takes up two cases, with engagement and wedding bands slightly separated from the others, and a few more each in the discounted case at the transaction desk and the featured items case in the central display.