[He'd argue that he wasn't sure Chibita's oden was all that great anyway, since they basically never ate any other oden, but for now he'd let Jyushimatsu leave the point where it was. Chibita had been their friend since they were small, it made sense that his oden was what they ate. Personally, he prefers a lot of Western food anyway, but he'll eat what he's presented with.]
[So he's pushed toward the dining district and he leans his weight backward into Jyushimatsu's hands, walking easily enough with his hands in his pockets but at a funny angle backward to give Jyushimatsu something to do, and also to maintain contact with him without having to initiate it.]
Where are you staying?
[It seemed like the thing to do, to mirror the question.]
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[So he's pushed toward the dining district and he leans his weight backward into Jyushimatsu's hands, walking easily enough with his hands in his pockets but at a funny angle backward to give Jyushimatsu something to do, and also to maintain contact with him without having to initiate it.]
Where are you staying?
[It seemed like the thing to do, to mirror the question.]