[ BECAUSE HE LOVES TO DIE... but no, tsurumaru's not joking at all, actually. he's always here to make kashuu's babysitting life Extra Difficult with his lowkey death wishes. either way, it doesn't look as if kashuu will go along with his idea, so he concedes with a small shrug of his shoulders. ]
Right, right. There's no point in spinning uselessly, anyway. [ especially if it won't lead to death...
but at that, he looks thoughtful — if their vessels are them, then maybe putting their swords in the dryer could dry their clothes, right? flawless logic. ]
You know... that could work. Here, let's try it.
[ and then he stretches his hand out, palm upturned for kashuu's vessel, because somewhere... deep down... he knows that this sounds like a dangerous idea, and he'd rather let someone else take the fall for it, like the betraying bean he is. ]
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Right, right. There's no point in spinning uselessly, anyway. [ especially if it won't lead to death...
but at that, he looks thoughtful — if their vessels are them, then maybe putting their swords in the dryer could dry their clothes, right? flawless logic. ]
You know... that could work. Here, let's try it.
[ and then he stretches his hand out, palm upturned for kashuu's vessel, because somewhere... deep down... he knows that this sounds like a dangerous idea, and he'd rather let someone else take the fall for it, like the betraying bean he is. ]