[ Ah, that's good... He has never gotten a reversed social link before, so he's a little nervous about how things will go, but he's not going to back down for this. This is the right thing to do and even if Yukari doesn't actually forgive him, he does need to properly apologize to her. ]
May I call you? Or would you prefer to speak in person?
We can meet whenever you've got some time. I'm not doing anything for the next couple days. Today? Tomorrow? I could get down there right now if you have time.
[ It's time for Protag Part 2, but Souji gets over to the Oubliette in fifteen minutes just as he said, waiting patiently at the tree. He's not nervous, no, he's fully prepared for whatever may happen, but he does place a hand on his hip as he thinks over what to say. When he sees Yukari, he will put up a hand to wave towards her. ]
[Yukari... Yukari's having a harder time of it. Not entirely unlike how she approached it with Minato, she sort of drags her feet. Then again, there's not quite as bad a sense of doom hanging over this potential conversation like there was before. She didn't come down on Souji quite as badly - twice, even - like she did to Minato.
... So this should, hopefully, be a little better.
She doesn't seem to be in entirely terrible spirits when she looks up to see him, and he waves, so she nods back.] H-hey. How's it going? [She stops a short distance from him, and laces her fingers together behind her back. Above them, the tree rustles as Argus alights on a branch. And stares down, almost unblinking, at Souji.]
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May I call you? Or would you prefer to speak in person?
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... Yeah, Yukari likes to do things the hard way, sue her.] Are you still back at the Hall of Glory?
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Yes, I am back at the Hall, and I would like it if we meet.
Do you have anywhere in mind?
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That'd be ironic, she kind of wants to do it.]
How about by the Oubliette, and we can figure out where to go from there?
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When would you like to meet?
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I can get there in about fifteen minutes, if that's all right.
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... So this should, hopefully, be a little better.
She doesn't seem to be in entirely terrible spirits when she looks up to see him, and he waves, so she nods back.] H-hey. How's it going? [She stops a short distance from him, and laces her fingers together behind her back. Above them, the tree rustles as Argus alights on a branch. And stares down, almost unblinking, at Souji.]