( mascot meal or not, amami appreciates the thought put into it all the same. it's a critical hit, in fact — he's lit up like the sun, grinning wide like he couldn't help the smile on his face if he wanted to. he doesn't, though. actually, he'd much rather direct it at subaru, all-but beaming at the other boy for a moment before he finally finds it in him to, y'know, thank him properly. )

Thanks, Akehoshi-kun. I love it. Haha, you're right, actually — this is special 'cause you made it.

( and also because it's something he's not really so great at making himself, tragically. he looks back at the food, then a little mournfully to the hall, and let him close this box for a minute real quick. it actually feels kinda bad to just dig in before even giving subaru his gift, so he'll pull himself to his feet, nodding towards the hall. )

Here, let me give you yours real quick before I eat. It's the least I can do.