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it's noticeable that he doesn't remain on that topic of self-worth for very long. he always carried himself pretty confidently, tall and fairly proud, but agatha was a very observant person. she noticed more subtle things, like slight changes in expression, how the look in someone's eyes might not match what they're outwardly feeling. she could sometimes catch what someone was really feeling, but agatha assumed, if he wanted to, he would talk.

maybe it wasn't really a matter of wanting to, though. she knows his views on things like therapy, on sharing one's life and being vulnerable and open. based on that, agatha assumes it's just not something he'd do. if he ever changed his mind, be it about talking to a therapist or someone in general, she would support him and be there for him. she wouldn't be a very good friend or girlfriend if she wouldn't, right? and agatha always took pride in being the best friend and girlfriend she could possibly be.

agatha visibly perks up now as their milkshakes are set down, fidgeting in the booth in her excitement. she takes her cup and takes a sip, humming in content at the taste. " man, this is a really good milkshake. " she says with a growing, delighted smile. maybe she'll have to come here more often! it's already a really good place for a first date, so it already seems the perfect place for more. maybe next time she'll have to try the strawberry milkshake.

she glances up at him again, head tilting slightly, like a puppy. anything she'd like to ask him? agatha's head tilts to the other side and her expression grows thoughtful as her gaze lowers to the table. " i'm not sure i can think of anything right now... " she murmurs, shaking her head a little. she wasn't usually too good at asking things of her date. not that agatha didn't want to know anything about them! quite the opposite, in fact. it was just that she often had too many questions swimming around in her head and it was difficult to pick one to ask first.

she looks back up at nnoitra. " b-but i'm sure i could come up with something if you wanted to ask me things! " agatha smiles, taking another sip of her milkshake. " anything you want to know, just ask. i'm pretty open about myself when prompted. "

To Nnoitra, it didn't sound like Agatha was describing confidence, but more self-acceptance. Being "happy" with yourself... Was that what confidence was like? He didn't like this sort of psychological/philosophical debate. He viewed himself as a pretty confident person. Or, rather - a fearless person. He definitely had his insecurities. That he never showed anyone.

❝ Yeah, it makes sense. Ain't that what we all want? ❞ To be happy? With oneself. With what you did in your life. That ship had fucking sailed long ago, hit an iceberg and sunk to the bottom of the goddamn ocean. He wasn't going to fool himself and think otherwise. He REALLY didn't like to talk about this sort of thing. Nnoitra was bad at holding... Deeper conversations. He never knew what to say. Usually he was the sort of guy who just told the truth or what was on his mind, but not with THIS type of thing. Not when it could show his weaknesses.

❝ 'Daz right. As long as nobody does somethin' really fucked up. ❞ Like he'd done to Grimmjow. No wonder the two of them were not on speaking terms. He didn't even know where he was.

I believe in you, she told him. Ah. That was quite sweet. He didn't know if he should be feeling added pressure or not. He thought he felt relieved rather than anything. He wanted her to at least have some faith in him, and not think he'd fuck it all up right off the bat.

She didn't order a salad. Nnoitra approved. He never understood why girls liked to pretend in front of their date that they didn't eat like normal people.

Their milkshakes would arrive pretty quickly, since they were easy to make. Nnoitra always got that borderline childish expression when he was presented with sweet food, and he grinned. The milkshake was just as good as it looked. He nodded slowly in bliss and approval while he sipped from the straw.

❝ 'S there anythin' ya wanna ask me? Yanno, that ya didn't need 'ta know 'bout me when we were just friends, but that ya'd wanna know 'bout a potential boyfriend. ❞ Woah --- He'd always hated when the word boyfriend was used about him by his exes, but with Agatha? It was fine. Because she was a woman.