[ oh. for a moment he's almost still. the overlapping visions of the teenager he didn't let himself open up to in high school and the young man he doesn't quite know yet are identical, and it sticks in his throat.

he nods the beat after the question is out of nori's mouth. if that seems too eager, well, whatever. he is eager, to see more of nori. one corner of his mouth quirks up. ] I'd love to. We can find a coffee shop? Or you can come over, as long as a little mess isn't gonna bother you...

[ at least, he's pretty sure his apartment is largely acceptable... mostly. if he shoves his laundry basket into a corner and moves the stack of textbooks off the couch. ]