[ It's true, but that's not that related to this statement! (It is, Day.) ]
Then...tell me something you like? So I can make up for this ride of an afternoon a little. [ When you come for drinks and instead it becomes full of feelings. ]
[ "There's nothing to make up" makes Day feel a little chagrinned. He had wanted to keep this light and fun, and while all that feelings talk was...good? In the long run, he can't help feeling a little bad, like he somehow didn't read the room right. ]
...I like them well enough. There were some back where I grew up, to help catch rats and things. [ Realities of a small, rural farming town. ] There was a little shorthair that hung around the shrine. Ain't sure how she got up there since eighty-nine steps is no joke. ...Probably gone by now, though. [ He isn't sure, but if that cat's still around, she'd be a grandma. ]
And we've got a little missy back home who likes cats, 'cept they're all, uh. Afraid of her. So she asks us to pet them for her and tell her what's it like sometimes. [ Day is forced to like cats regardless, ]
If you could see her, you'd get what I mean. [ "Cute" is adjacent to "quaint", which is how the way he talks has been described before—sometimes with affection, sometimes as a subtle, sideways cheap shot at his upbringing. He seems just a tiny bit flustered hearing Ginger say it, though.]
...I grew up in the countryside, yeah. [ So yes, he's always spoken like this. ]
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[ Their whole conversation just now. He was surprised, but it’s fine. He doesn’t think Day will judge the dirty parts of him. ]
Like I said, don’t hold back with me. At least… not with me.
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Then...tell me something you like? So I can make up for this ride of an afternoon a little. [ When you come for drinks and instead it becomes full of feelings. ]
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Day - there’s nothing to make up.
[ This isn’t a test, where he has to scramble if he’s missed anything when it comes to friendship. Ginger is a pretty easy pass, honestly.
When it comes to likes, Ginger’s first thought is of Rum. Then Mika. What he likes are just components of the people he likes. So. ]
… I like cats. Their eyes are really pretty, and their attitudes are cute. Do you like them?
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...I like them well enough. There were some back where I grew up, to help catch rats and things. [ Realities of a small, rural farming town. ] There was a little shorthair that hung around the shrine. Ain't sure how she got up there since eighty-nine steps is no joke. ...Probably gone by now, though. [ He isn't sure, but if that cat's still around, she'd be a grandma. ]
And we've got a little missy back home who likes cats, 'cept they're all, uh. Afraid of her. So she asks us to pet them for her and tell her what's it like sometimes. [ Day is forced to like cats regardless, ]
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[ That earns a laugh. ]
That’s a cute way to put it. The way you talk - is that from before you started your… job?
[ Is that something he carried over from childhood? ]
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...I grew up in the countryside, yeah. [ So yes, he's always spoken like this. ]