[He looks up, slightly startled as Souji gets up and moves over to sit with him...
But he understands. There's a lot that needs to be said, maybe, but words have never been the only way either of them has ever said everything to each other, and they're certainly not always the easiest one to manage.
His hand curls around the side of the blankets Souji's dropped over them, pulling it in tighter.]
They don't seem so interested in being blatantly sadistic, no. [Which is strange and catches him somewhere between "relieved" and "constantly looking for the less blatant sadism," because it's hard to believe there isn't some kind of a catch. But...that's not the point right now, is it? Souji is. They're...maybe not fixing things, but they're getting closer than they have since they arrived here.]
...a machine that controls the weather would have sounded so ridiculous, before.
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But he understands. There's a lot that needs to be said, maybe, but words have never been the only way either of them has ever said everything to each other, and they're certainly not always the easiest one to manage.
His hand curls around the side of the blankets Souji's dropped over them, pulling it in tighter.]
They don't seem so interested in being blatantly sadistic, no. [Which is strange and catches him somewhere between "relieved" and "constantly looking for the less blatant sadism," because it's hard to believe there isn't some kind of a catch. But...that's not the point right now, is it? Souji is. They're...maybe not fixing things, but they're getting closer than they have since they arrived here.]
...a machine that controls the weather would have sounded so ridiculous, before.