"I'm happy you get to spend the holidays back home," Okada says, sipping from a glass of orange juice as he examines Shinsuke's luggage from the table.
"I am as well," Nakamura says, nudging the items back into the closet so as to avoid tripping over them later. He turns and joins Okada at the table, a small smile on his face. "Hunter and I were trying to work it out for awhile, but travel restrictions made it a little more complicated. Now, however, travelers are allowed in and so, I am here as we were hoping."
"I am looking forward to seeing you against Great Muta," Kazuchika says, nudging some chopsticks over towards Shinsuke.
"Hai, it is an interesting challenge," Shinsuke muses, prying the sticks apart and leaning in to begin eating. "I am pleased that it worked it out as well as it has. And am very grateful that you could house me while I am here."
Okada smiles. "Please, where else would you have gone? An overpriced hotel?" He clucks his tongue imperiously. "This way, as well, you get the full Japanese Christmas experience. And perhaps there will be a gift or two under the tree for you as well."
Shinsuke smirks, twirls his chopsticks around thoughtfully. "Ah, well, there may be some in that luggage over there as well," he says.
Okada huffs out a laugh. "Ah, is there now? But now that I know, how are you sure the gifts won't find them confiscated?"
"Because otherwise, you may never get another gift again," Shinsuke says, a warning glint in his eye that makes Okada laugh aloud, head tipping back, teeth flashing in delight.
"I see, you conspire against me." He shakes his head. "Not very giving of you this holiday season, eh?"
"Well, don't be a brat," Shinsuke teases him.
"Me! Multi-time IWGP champion, repeat G1 Climax winners, a brat!" he exclaims, eyes gleaming.
"Yes, exactly that," Shinsuke says somberly.
Okada continues to shake his head until his amusement wins out and he shrugs. "I have missed you too much, my friend."
Shinsuke smiles behind his chopsticks. "And I you, Kazu. And I you."