And Ven wasn't stupid, especially around these two; they'd all lived together long enough for one of them to tell when the others were trying to keep secrets (or, more specifically, failing to keep them) or feeling awkward or sad or anything. So when they didn't smile and answer right away, Ven knew something big was coming. His own smile gradually faded the longer they didn't specify anything, being replaced with a look of slight apprehension.

He was not, however, in any way prepared for that.

"D...Dating?" His own food had now lost any and all appeal. Ven didn't get more than one bite of his chicken before Aqua's words hit, and he put down his fork entirely to pull his hands under the table and clench his fists. Why was this happening, did they...