[Ugh fine, Hiro-dono it is. He shakes his head like he's waving off the name, leaving it alone. He's not even sure why noodles are relevant to samurais or ninjas but there's an argument on the tip of his tongue. There's nothing wrong with natto, but he doesn't get the time to explain that thought. Instead, he shuts his mouth and gives Katsura a contemplative look, noticing the lack of eye contact. He's shorter than the other man but he's keeping up with his stride, hands running along the walls made of the file cabinets as if searching for any sort of secret panel as he (impatiently, really) waits.]
...it's just a game though, right? If we lose we can just logout and try again. [...right? It hadn't occurred to him to really think about that or even listen if it was explained because Hiro doesn't do well with losing. He's too stubborn, too willful really.] Not that I plan on losing but just in case.
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...it's just a game though, right? If we lose we can just logout and try again. [...right? It hadn't occurred to him to really think about that or even listen if it was explained because Hiro doesn't do well with losing. He's too stubborn, too willful really.] Not that I plan on losing but just in case.