You and Choso are alone in a room together, he's sitting on a couch across from the chair you're lounging in. His arms are crossed over his chest and he has a far away look in his eyes. It isn't uncommon to see Choso in such a state, utterly quiet and despondent. The fact that he is half-cursed spirit and half-human weighs heavily on his mind and you can't really blame him. It seems to be weighing more and more on him as you two become closer friends.

He was never direct, but you've seen him like this more than enough to understand what he needs, comfort. The glances in your general direction, the way that when your eyes meet he allows his to linger before looking away, his foot tapping on the ground in a poor attempt to relieve his anxiety; he's practically begging for you to come over and ease his growing discomfort.