considering places or something!

[fadingly]

[ a bright smile is offered; lopsided, bordering on slightly ridiculous. ] Ah you're thinking of acting so hastily.

[ . . . ah, those places. . . ] And you know I'm not too keen on conflicts.

[ sighsigh. ] But you're not going to change your mind, are you? [ and he can't really think up of any tricks at the moment. ] You know, you're more stubborn than Kuro.

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Best road to getting over conflict's to give in?

[fadingly]

I wouldn't say that. [ though his shoulders drop, just a little, in a small shrug. ] Giving in and being dragged in are two different things, aren't they?

But avoiding them isn't always an option, either. [ he doesn't like them, but vaguely, he realizes he knows what that feels like. ]

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Well, when you're putting it like that... [ a wry little shrug in turn. ] Sorry, man. That sounds rough.

[fadingly]

Ahh - no, no, don't be! [ there's a quick wave of his hand, dismissive, and he's brightening up, settling his bright wagasa against his shoulder. ] That was a bit of a dark thing for me to say, wasn't it?

Guess I'm still getting used to the idea of all this, that's all!

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Yeah, real dark. I dunno if I can keep takin' this gloomy talk from a stranger, man.

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Pretty sure you get used to it real fast anyhow.

[fadingly]

Eh? Sorry, sorry. [ apologizing more out of manners though, lighthearted as ever. ] We'll still be strangers, but maybe a name would do a bit better, mm?

Mine's Shiro. [ and he knows all about being a stranger. he's been a stranger even where he belonged. not entirely on purpose but... ahh, things got complicated, hadn't they. ]

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Nah, think I'm the one who should be sorry. That was supposed to be a joke.

[ god save him from the earnest, if not necessarily sincere. ]

It's just Lavi for me! Know what it's like yet, where you're headed?

[fadingly]

[ he laughs at that. really, and here he was supposed to be the carefree one, and yet he was the one acting stiff.

maybe kuroh had a bit of an influence? ] Ah, no need!

[ a beat, as the name's remembered, and a contemplative look sets in. ] Not really, but - one's got a war going on.

The other can be a bit of a nightmare, I suppose. Neither are all that good for avoiding conflict. [ a sigh. ] What a pain.

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Not a bad word for this.

Either's gotta have a couple corners out of the way, though, yeah? [ deeply thoughtful. ] You don't look like you'd be too big to hide.

[fadingly]

[ a click of his tongue, and he's passively pushing the red, paper umbrella open, raising it to balance against his palm. ] Mm.

Maybe. [ except. ] But that sounds a little too much like... running from the inevitable. Or hiding, rather.

[ oh, he isn't above lying and weaseling himself out of sticky situations, he'll do it with a smirk, but as much as he dislikes violence, he wasn't entirely prepared to just hide his time away. it's all circumstantial, c'mon!

w a i t . mumbling: ] Oi - I'm not that small!

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Only a couple things're inevitable, aren't they? Everything else just depends on what you decide's important!

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. . . like, say, height.

[ a flash of a little grin, teasing and terrible. ]

Speaking of—you been measured lately or anything?