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[ it's a professional-image thing, really. they're more comfortable than he'd been led to believe, especially because he cared enough to get his tailored.

Heine looks at her while she moves around, eyes tracking her movements. he isn't sure if he's being nostalgic or just recognizing her as she is now, because he hasn't seen her in so long. either way, he can tell that she's different. ]

Thanks.

[ he pauses, shifts slightly so that he can face her more directly. ]

I don't even know what you're studying right now. [ he's talking a little bit to himself. it's embarrassing, actually, that he doesn't know, and he feels bad about it. ]