[It's interesting - watching his face fall flat again. She'd not seen that expression on him before, not really, and it takes a moment for her to associate it with him - and she can't help but wonder how many times he's made that face before, but just not let her see.
That thought is gone in a flash, and barely remembered, however, when he speaks. And it... makes her the slightest touch uncomfortable. Not because of Shikamaru, but because of Chouji. Her gaze drops from his and darts to the side for a moment as she recalls some event!memories before it returns, a bit wryly, to his. She shrugs.]
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That thought is gone in a flash, and barely remembered, however, when he speaks. And it... makes her the slightest touch uncomfortable. Not because of Shikamaru, but because of Chouji. Her gaze drops from his and darts to the side for a moment as she recalls some event!memories before it returns, a bit wryly, to his. She shrugs.]
He's a good friend.
[So yes, of course she's fond of him.]