I'm not making a judgement without information. Everybody in this headspace wants to punch our mun. The ones who don't are too nice or haven't gotten out that much.
Well. There are some I share space with who do spend time in their world, or one as close to it as possible, anyway. And, of course, what you do in your world would not be lost.
Oh... nothing relevant to anyone but myself. Or, I suppose, a very few other people with similar experience, but I doubt such is the situation with yourself.
I... thank you. But you can rest at ease, I only meant that some people do not necessarily start out knowing how important protecting their friends may be... but it is a lesson that is difficult to forget.
[He'd have zero problems with being stolen from here, actually. Also, let's hope Mikaela doesn't mind staring because he'll get a bit of that; Yuuichirou isn't used to this whole situation yet, and maybe that's why his response is far from stellar.]
Cheh, if someone called me an idiot and I had to prove 'em wrong? Well, let's see.
[HAHAHAHA except Touka doesn't do the whole lecturing thing, not exactly---]
I'd walk up to 'em, look 'em straight in the eye--- [Here she is, stalking up to him with a sharp glint in her eye, eventually stopping only when she's practically up in his grill---] ---and then---
[There's a sudden movement, and the next thing he knows, her fist will be poised in the air in front of his stomach. She smirks a little.]
---Punch 'em. Lucky for you this was only a demonstration.
Edited (it'd help if she actually answered his question fully) 2015-05-26 23:30 (UTC)
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Which, of course, applies to both sides in this situation.
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There can be several. But the possibility of spending time with friends who are gone, however complicated, can be seen as one.
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I guess you're right.
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that's like, the golden rule.]
You don't get out much, do you? [S I G H another cinnamon roll, seems like. her life, her choices.] If you're gonna talk it, you gotta walk it, first.
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*brb going to find a way to steal you*
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Oh, really? How would you prove that you're not an idiot, then?
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...I'm not even gonna ask why.
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That would be like letting them down a second time.
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[Nope, staring is fine.]
You look like you've seen a ghost...
[Omg yes he just said that...]
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[HAHAHAHA except Touka doesn't do the whole lecturing thing, not exactly---]
I'd walk up to 'em, look 'em straight in the eye--- [Here she is, stalking up to him with a sharp glint in her eye, eventually stopping only when she's practically up in his grill---] ---and then---
[There's a sudden movement, and the next thing he knows, her fist will be poised in the air in front of his stomach. She smirks a little.]
---Punch 'em. Lucky for you this was only a demonstration.