Kuroo lets his hand drop. Well, that's embarrassing. "It's the new Tokyo style," he says with a grin. He's joking, obviously, but he has to try to cover his awkwardness somehow. He tries once more to flatten it but it springs back up, same as ever.

And on to changing the subject, "How was the train ride? I heard on the speaker there were some issues on one of the lines." He holds out a hand as he asks the question, in an offer to take Tsukishima's bag. When Kuroo travels by train, the last thing he wants to do is haul something around with him while he gets to wherever he's going, and he figures that he has a fair amount in common with Tsukishima.

He's very aware of how wide the stupid grin on his face is, but can't be bothered trying to get it down to a more normal width, not when he has Tsukishima here in the flesh. He'd really like to kiss him now, but he's polite, doesn't want to overstep in public, besides, he's busy drinking in every aspect of Tsukishima. Not much has changed since they last saw each other, and Tsukishima has sent him a few pictures to keep him up to date, but there's something so much better about having him here.