[nori smiles a little, bolstered by this familiar brand of teasing-- it feels less awkward than people being overly gentle or kind when they try to reassure him, like they think he's going to shatter if someone so much as breathes on him. this is better. he considers giving a spoken response, but he just shakes his head, clearing his mind, and sets up to deliver a pitch, a good low one that would probably have been a satisfying strike, definitely better than the pitches he'd been throwing into the net.]
Guess there's nothing like the real thing. [a small joke!]
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Guess there's nothing like the real thing. [a small joke!]