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Something smacked into the ghost's legs and he blinked down at the small purple fox as it yipped and yapped and danced around his feet. It was incredibly familiar, and for a minute the boil just stared down at her. Then he heard the whine, and with a sigh he reached down to scoop the pygmy fox up and tucked her under his arm, waiting for the ghoul to catch her breath and make her way over to collect her bet.

"I think you lost something." It seemed as though Junko still hated exercise. He regarded her blankly, waiting for any old pangs to strike, but just that moment he felt nothing.

The eagerness with which the fox was attempting to great him made the ghost boil sigh, and he let her go enough for her to turn in his arms, tiny paws planted on his chest, and let her get a few licks on his chin before catching her again and holding her out to the ghoul. "Seems like it would be easier just to keep this one on a leash." Then he smirked. "Considering how much you hate to run."

When his arms were free again he stuck his hands into his pockets. He was happy again. He had moved past the ghoul standing in front of him and the pain that had come from their split. Life was easy again.

It still bothered him how quickly she'd moved on, but holding onto that anger wasn't healthy.

The purple fox was given an indulgent smile before he bent and picked up the other one, tucking him under his arm and scratching under his furry little chin. He couldn't say he thought about the foxes often, but he still carried a fondness for them. Like, he was sure, his pets still carried for Junko. "You wouldn't want to keel over and die if you tried exercising more."

Dark fingers smoothed between fluffy ears. "Things are going well. I'm about to take my exam for year 3." Grey lips tugged, and she flicked his eyes up to the ghoul's face. "Dating again."

"All of them? That's impressive. I should probably get on that, I don't think I've got any under my belt yet." He paused to consider, then shook his head, resuming his idle petting of the pygmy fox in his arms. It was safe, and familiar, and it gave him something else to focus on. "And no, I don't know yet. I don't think I care. Anyone will do." He didn't really have any preference.

He looked up as she echoed him, brows twitching upward slightly as her eyes got wider. It was probably petty, but he couldn't deny drawing a certain satisfaction from her reaction. It made him wonder if he should actually give her a name. It was clear she hadn't seen him at prom with his date.

He wondered if it would hurt her know how little time it had taken him to find his way into someone else's arms. He wondered if he would ever tell her.

"Yes, the ghoul I took to prom. You know her." He didn't immediately elaborate, and instead watched her face. She'd been handling their split so.. distantly in his eyes. So positive. Always talking about remaining friends, always walking around so happy. Was she really as happy as she appeared?

'Ten, huh? Shouldn't be that hard to get through." He was just going to have to best some of his friends.

The smile Junko was maintaining felt like a lie. He looked down at her, then down at the fox tucked under his arm. "You do, and I did." For some reason he didn't want to tell her, and he wasn't sure why.

But didn't he owe her a little honesty?

He scratched under Kuro's chin, stalling for a moment longer before looking up again. "Sarias." A year ago, if anyone would have asked him if he'd have ever considered a relationship with the banshee he would have said no way in hell, not after everything that she'd done. But.. A lot had happened in a year. He wasn't with Junko, the ghoul he'd always thought he'd spend the rest of his unlife with. He'd gotten to know Sarias, come to appreciate her strength, her confidence, and everything that made her uniquely her.

The boil was very intent on the monster ghoul's face as the silence stretched on and the reality of the news he'd just delivered sank in fully. He watched her take that deep breath, watched her lips pressing into a thin line that was forced into what he was sure was supposed to be a smile. Glowing eyes casual, half lidded as he continued to pet the furry pet in his arms.

He waited for her to complain, to say something negative, to judge him, but she surprised him with her well wishes, forced at they were. It was almost flawless, the way she handled the news, almost. All except one unfortunate little slip that made his lips twitch, curling upward in a flicker of anger. There and gone in a blink.

I hope that she is able to give you everything that I could not.

That was unfair. He hadn't been left wanting. He'd been happy, content, ready to take things further. Ready to commit one hundred percent to the woman standing in front of her. It hadn't been him that walked away. It hadn't been him that had felt as if something was lacking. He wanted to spit that truth back into that pretty face. That face that he had loved. That he'd found beautiful, flawless, perfect.

Instead, he dropped his gaze, looking away from her, let her change the subject. "I'm always hungry." It was said as if that should have been obvious to someone that had practically lived with him for 2 years, but there was no malice to his tone, and whatever anger had flared was carefully held at bay.

He wasn't sure he wanted to have lunch with her, but he gave a jerk of his head towards the front gates as silent agreement to the invitation. "Lead on." There was a beat, then. "And thank you." He wasn't sure how sincere her well wishes were, but she'd still said them, and he'd seen how much of a struggle that had been.

The subtle flare of anger was fading under the weight of Junko's recent endeavors. He hadn't asked, but not for lack of being curious. Residual bitterness and separation didn't mean he no longer cared. Cared slightly less then he used to, yes, but her walking out of his life had not automatically removed all concerns or worries for her well being. For better or for worst. "I'm glad everything's falling into place for you," offered softly, scratching under Kuro's chin. "And that you finally managed to get away from your parents. I know how important that is for you."

Cool eyes flicked up to the menu when they got close enough, and he took a moment to look it over before glancing down at the foxes and over towards the outdoor seating area. "It doesn't matter to me." It was a nice day out, mild weather. No reason not to enjoy the fresh air.

He wasn't terribly enthused, though it was hard to expect him to get excited over having lunch with his Ex. He was, however, maintaining a general laid back air. It wasn't as bad as the last time they'd spent any significant amount of time together. Things weren't still raw now. He'd moved on, he was happy, he could look at her without his chest hurting.