[Yeah, honestly, he gets it... Sometimes you just shittalk the people you like best.
Anyway, he'll move his little mug off to the side and opens his blanket up, posing like a sugar glider with it covering and hanging down from his arms and kicking his leggies out a bit. He's not shivering or anything, and shakes his head.]
Nah - I just wanted to be cozy, y'know? I really like it up here and figured it might be a good place to nap.
[He's always so damn tired when he thinks about the 9 WHOLE HOURS OF TRIAL they gotta deal with... Goddamn. After, he continues sitting with his legs out, the blanket draped over his shoulders, and picks his mug up again.]
But yeah, he sure did, didn't he? He always asked a million questions... Hey - did you ever talk to him about, like, philosophy and stuff? He had some really interesting things to say.
[ a sugar gliding flea..... but seeing that mahito isn't affected by anything is good. one never knows with how the curfew effects are with literally everything, yeah? yeah. ]
Well, if you're going to be spending a lot of time in here, be mindful of the roses. [ a head motion towards where they are. ...all of them. ] They're Pride's favorites.
[ so, take that as you will flea? ]
But Philosophy? [ that...is not a topic he would have thought the two of them would have gotten into but also?? who does he know about what?? ] No, I don't think we ever managed to talk about that. Our conversations were very different each time.
[Law is probably right to be very concerned, unlike Mahito, who chooses to ignore all of the problems and struggles all curfewers are facing and just vibe with his blanket mitten hands and sugar glider wings, sippin' some tea.]
Oh! They are? I talked to them about plants and stuff earlier, but I don't think they mentioned which ones they like best. That's kinda sweet...
[Fortunately(???) he likes Pride, and also likes greenery, so he's being perfectly polite to this room.]
Ah... Yeah, it was kinda like that for us, too. [A little huff that's half-sigh and half-laugh, because he's fond but also Steven's fuckin deda.] You two seem like the type who'd end up talking about lots of interesting stuff too, though.
[ i truly have no idea what the fuck to make out of this flea right now mentally and law is too low-key upset that someone he really thought was Neat is dead to fully process it beyond the surface level.
you live your best flea life. ]
Mind the red roses the most.
[ bless this flea's politeness in terms of the greenery and to his avatar. though he's going to raise an eyebrow at the last remark about him and steven? do not perceive things that are not there..... ]
[HE'S JUST VIBIN AS ALWAYS. Vibin respectfully with the roses, trying not to get too overwhelmed with the general downer mood of people in grief. Or at least people who aren't super happy.
He'll nod at that, though, filing the information away. Red roses, huh...]
Hm? [His head tilts to the side.] Just that you're both interesting people, so I'm sure you talk about stuff that's also interesting!
[BAD INDEED!! Good thing it doesn't happen. But he just offers a little quirk of a smile in response to the first bit, and chooses not to say anything else aloud.
As for the second:]
Ah? Oh! That favor, hah. Alright - come find me after execution, if you want to talk.
[ closes eyes at trial and wow....i cannot believe the timing of this murder will be COMPLETELY ic for him now. hate it? good job past naru??? either way— ]
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Anyway, he'll move his little mug off to the side and opens his blanket up, posing like a sugar glider with it covering and hanging down from his arms and kicking his leggies out a bit. He's not shivering or anything, and shakes his head.]
Nah - I just wanted to be cozy, y'know? I really like it up here and figured it might be a good place to nap.
[He's always so damn tired when he thinks about the 9 WHOLE HOURS OF TRIAL they gotta deal with... Goddamn. After, he continues sitting with his legs out, the blanket draped over his shoulders, and picks his mug up again.]
But yeah, he sure did, didn't he? He always asked a million questions... Hey - did you ever talk to him about, like, philosophy and stuff? He had some really interesting things to say.
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Well, if you're going to be spending a lot of time in here, be mindful of the roses. [ a head motion towards where they are. ...all of them. ] They're Pride's favorites.
[ so, take that as you will flea? ]
But Philosophy? [ that...is not a topic he would have thought the two of them would have gotten into but also?? who does he know about what?? ] No, I don't think we ever managed to talk about that. Our conversations were very different each time.
[ haha. ]
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Oh! They are? I talked to them about plants and stuff earlier, but I don't think they mentioned which ones they like best. That's kinda sweet...
[Fortunately(???) he likes Pride, and also likes greenery, so he's being perfectly polite to this room.]
Ah... Yeah, it was kinda like that for us, too. [A little huff that's half-sigh and half-laugh, because he's fond but also Steven's fuckin deda.] You two seem like the type who'd end up talking about lots of interesting stuff too, though.
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you live your best flea life. ]
Mind the red roses the most.
[ bless this flea's politeness in terms of the greenery and to his avatar. though he's going to raise an eyebrow at the last remark about him and steven? do not perceive things that are not there..... ]
What is that supposed to mean?
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He'll nod at that, though, filing the information away. Red roses, huh...]
Hm? [His head tilts to the side.] Just that you're both interesting people, so I'm sure you talk about stuff that's also interesting!
[It is perhaps a compliment...]
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If you want to think of it that way; it definitely interests the two of us.
[ hmm. maybe shouldn't have said it that way, but it's too late now and it's just the flea. though that gets law thinking of something for a moment. ]
I think I might call in that favor from you soon. [ if...he remembers. ] It'll depend on how the trial and whatever happens after that goes.
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As for the second:]
Ah? Oh! That favor, hah. Alright - come find me after execution, if you want to talk.
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I will; don't you worry about it.
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And good luck to us tomorrow, huh.
[TOASTING HIS MUG into the air at nothing. Behold, as they spectacularly fail on so many levels.]