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....Wanting to see someone familiar around doesn't mean agreeing that I "need a babysitter". I can take care of myself.

Writing up tutorials and planning on that towel humming battle themes is hittin' on the fourth wall a little too much though, even for me. ~~Not interested.~~

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Your mun is convinced about that for you too?

[Oh are we doing cool back poses with our swords]

They're all ridiculous.

[Totally. Now from the front.]

Agreed. We're not all completely helpless without others.

[~~nailbat ttly counts~~idk man, it's canon for him to not even know vegetables :c]

...I'd still feel better knowing the others are okay. Doesn't mean I can't run errands though.

[HI DELIVERY BOY]

... Can't disagree. [Squall is simply convinced that he doesn't need to rely on others. Self-defense mechanism and all.

Totally does it anyway.] Errands?

[Cloud had to learn THE HARD WAY that he has important people he can trust and rely on. Don't worry, you'll outgrow the angsty stage broseph.]

Groceries. And... things like that.

[You know like. Napkins. Or lemons. Stuff.

Maybe he still had a list in his texts somewhere, that would help.]

[Yeah, he'll outgrow it a day or two from where he is back home. But that's like an eternity now. Besides, he's a teenager. Teens.]

That's not difficult at all. [Not enough that not having people from your homeworld would be detrimental to it. Right?]

[Then we can do creepy smiles together. yay!]

There are a lot of weird things on the ship we didn't have back home.

[There's soap specifically for tentacles Squall. A whole shelf of it.]

Pretty sure I saw a vegetable moving.

[Oh god, Squall doesn't want to hear about that. Or see it. Does he have to go shopping for his own stuff now? This just sounds horrifying and jarring.]

A moving vegetable. [...] Why am I not surprised?

[He spent at least an hour staring at both.

And left empty handed.]

Because everything in space is apparently even more ridiculous than our muns.

[A better man than Squall. He would have left immediately.]

It's too much. Now we're trapped dealing with talking towels.

[Gotta do what ya gotta do. Unfortunately he didn't do anything.]

...Kind of glad no one's around to see that, at least. Mine's started singing.

[Okay, okay. Squall is making a face.]

... Why is it singing?

[Because his life is suffering.]

Same reason they're talking I guess.

There's a difference between talking and singing.

You really think there's a good explanation for any of it? If they can talk, they can sing.

[He's not sure about that. Squall has heard terrible singing before.]

There's never a good explanation for anything, is there?

[Never said it was good, just that it sang.]

It'd be too easy that way.

[True. Cloud's life really is suffering.]

Easy isn't always a bad thing.

Doubt we're lucky enough for a break on the ship.

[Sigh.] Would be nice to think we are.

[considering the plotting... nope.]

Can't all be bad. I got to keep my bike, at least.

[Nope, not at all.]

Lucky you. [Squall doesn't have anything cool like that to keep in the first place.]

Doesn't do me much good on the ship.

[Well when you grow up and get your license we'll get you a vehicle too 8)]

Better to have it. Just in case.

[Excuse you, Squall can rent and drive cars just fine.]

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