[He'd started a tentative plan as they'd left the vendor's stall, scrolls in hand. Or at the very least, he'd started to think he was overthinking how he was approaching this evening.

Because Lavi does have a point - they'd come out tonight just to relax, given everything that had happened these last few weeks.

But then Lavi had to go and invade his personal space once again.

And while he gets it - this is an echo of behavior long since turned habit between them (in the sense that Lavi ignores the glares at the breech and Kanda swallows his irritation and settles with resignation), he's simply too aware now.]

...stuff I want to do, huh?

[He opens his mouth, and then immediately closes it because his first thought is to look for a new weapon, but he has the distinct impression that such a suggestion would be met with nothing except exasperation. Weaving through the crowd, he absently slips an arm around Lavi's waist as they shift around a rather boisterous group of brats, an almost thoughtful frown slipping into place.]

Alright, but... I'm not sure what that is yet, if it doesn't include weapons or training, so for now we can go get you lost in that one bookstore you like - that one that has the really old books and shit.