[That is a good question. Jun contemplates for a moment, quietly, his free hand going to his face, an index finger against his lower lip for a moment before saying.]
...Mine.
[There wasn't much of a difference, except that Jun had a few flower cuttings, which brightened it up ever so slightly. Jun just fell silent after that. He could easily read Tatsuya's anxious and annoyed emotions, and while he was surprisingly not worried by it, Jun didn't want Tatsuya to have to suffer any more noise than he already had to.]
no subject
...Mine.
[There wasn't much of a difference, except that Jun had a few flower cuttings, which brightened it up ever so slightly. Jun just fell silent after that. He could easily read Tatsuya's anxious and annoyed emotions, and while he was surprisingly not worried by it, Jun didn't want Tatsuya to have to suffer any more noise than he already had to.]