Her brows knit into a frown, Did I put that there? She felt something in her ache at the mere thought and she swallowed thickly before murmuring a tentative, "Senpai?"
Mikoto glanced up quickly at the call, almost as if she had forgotten that she was there before smiling awkwardly, "Ah, sorry, sorry, the dorm supervisor needed, um, a lot of persuading," she released an uncomfortable chuckle before walking over to the girl, "a-anyways, I got you a lot of sandwiches and some crackers," she smiled as she held up the bag, "You can have as many as you want. There's a lot because the girls who were on staff for meals today kind of went overboard when they found out they were for me…"
The last part of the statement confused Kuroko a bit but she eagerly accepted the bag and set it on her lap, "Thank you, Mikoto-senpai."
Mikoto's breath caught, her eyes glistening a little before she smiled softly and took a seat next to Kuroko. She reached over to ruffle her hair once more, "You're welcome," she breathed as she gently ran her fingers through the soft brown locks before dropping her hand, "let me know if they're good."
Kuroko hummed as she opened the bag and pulled out a neatly wrapped turkey and cheese sandwich. She went about unwrapping it before pausing and looking over at Mikoto.
"You're not eating, Senpai?"
If Mikoto was surprised by the question, she didn't show it as she lay back against the bed and rested her head on her arms, "No, I'm fine."
Mikoto's stomach growled even as she said that and Kuroko laughed at the sight of reddening cheeks.
"Okay, maybe I'll have one," Mikoto mumbled with a blush as she sat up and reached into the bag on Kuroko's lap. She took out the sandwich and pulled the plastic wrap off the edge before biting down into it.
They ate in silence for a few minutes before Kuroko asked the question that had plagued her since she awoke this morning, "Mikoto-senpai, how much do you know about what happened to me?"
Mikoto blinked at the question, not expecting it at all and swallowed before turning to look at Kuroko. She took in the younger girl, noting the furrowed brows and the downcast expression with a frown, "Honestly, not much, Kuroko. The doctor just told me that you lost your memories, not how it happened."
"Oh." A sigh of relief escaped Kuroko at that as she glanced off towards the side, So then she doesn't know about Kamijou-san. Good.
While she may not agree with his decision to keep his memory loss a secret, she did respect it enough to not tell anyone about it, even the person who her old self probably considered a trusted friend.
She lifted her sandwich to her mouth and took another bite, besides, it's probably better to keep Mikoto-senpai out of the full scope of things anyways.
Kuroko thought about the possible reaction the older girl would have if she told her that the cause of her current predicament was magic. She'd probably laugh Kuroko out of the room or think she was insane.
In a world where everything could be explained with science, the idea of magic probably never crossed anyone's minds. To be quite frank, it was something worthy of ridicule when faced with the technologically advanced Academy City.
Mikoto watched Kuroko with curious eyes, her head tilting in confusion at the relieved expression on Kuroko's face. She considered asking her but found herself faltering for some reason. Perhaps it was the fear that this Kuroko still didn't fully trust her, not that she could really blame her. It had only been half a day after all.
After coming to this conclusion, Mikoto nodded to herself before standing, "hey, do you want to look at our photo album?" she inclined her head back so that she could grin at Kuroko before pointing over at her bookcase, "There are some pictures that we took over the school year and—"
"Of us?" Kuroko asked suddenly, breaking Mikoto's train of thought. Her eyes widened when she saw Kuroko's face light up and her lips curl up into a smile.
Mikoto found herself smiling as well at the excited expression, "yeah, of us and some of our friends too."
Kuroko straightened up a little as a look of interest entered her eyes, "speaking of our friends, do they know what happened to me yet?"
Turning away at the question, Mikoto glanced down at the ground sadly as she gripped her elbow and sighed, "Not yet. I wasn't sure if you wanted to tell them or not."
"Mmm…" Kuroko frowned as she lowered her sandwich to her lap and considered Mikoto's words. On one hand, she whole heartedly believed that if these people were her friends then they deserved to know the truth. On the other hand, taking Mikoto's initial reaction into consideration, she felt an understandable amount of distress at the idea of disclosing the truth to them.
She didn't think she could handle another person crying over her.
Despite all this, she took a deep breath before nodding, "I do want to tell them. They deserve my honesty.