[Since he doesn't appear to be making any effort to wiggle out of her lap and back into the cold snow, Jane sets a hand on top of his fuzzy head and scritches lightly between his ears.
That Izō doesn't think it matters isn't a surprise to her, and yet...]
It matters to me. [She tells him, tilting her head to look at him.] And it matters to Ryouma.
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[Since he doesn't appear to be making any effort to wiggle out of her lap and back into the cold snow, Jane sets a hand on top of his fuzzy head and scritches lightly between his ears.
That Izō doesn't think it matters isn't a surprise to her, and yet...]
It matters to me. [She tells him, tilting her head to look at him.] And it matters to Ryouma.