[He would indeed be personally assblasted and annoyed if Yamato thought he'd go anywhere else... But he doesn't like that suggestion either?? What the shit, where is his happy medium! He sighs, and it's such a deep and long-suffering one that he actually manages to blow away some of the dust still clinging to the box.]
Your idea of fun is seriously off. [...] But we're gonna need food sooner or later anyway. If you reeeally want me to be there, I guess that's fine.
[He guesses he can take time out of his busy, busy schedule!! His busy schedule of picking berries and trying to find safe spots in the river to wash up in...]
Who'd keep a head in a box? [WEIRDOS LIKE YAMATO. But he hefts it up a little just in case, and his brow furrows.] It's too light for that, anyway.
ugh dont look THERES NOTHING HERE FOR YAMS but salty tsun
Your idea of fun is seriously off. [...] But we're gonna need food sooner or later anyway. If you reeeally want me to be there, I guess that's fine.
[He guesses he can take time out of his busy, busy schedule!! His busy schedule of picking berries and trying to find safe spots in the river to wash up in...]
Who'd keep a head in a box? [WEIRDOS LIKE YAMATO. But he hefts it up a little just in case, and his brow furrows.] It's too light for that, anyway.