[ Katsura, she already loves spending time with the swords. Only now she can name the different parts of a sword. This is progress. It takes training to land her any sort of samurai role when she's from a century where martial arts is a way of venerating the artform, and not the practice, of martial activity.
... So to speak. What he's saying is confusing. She understands the words, but it's like he's... convinced he's on a show. ]
Katsura-san, do you think you're on a reality television show right now? [ Wait, animation staff? She furrows her brow. ] Or in an anime?
[ That's... a whole different level of dedication to fandom. She's not so into those things, but to each their own. She's distracted enough when he shifts demeanour, quietly hoping he's okay. It must be startling, to be back here. That might account for some of the odd turns in speech.
It doesn't account for what else he says; she blinks, ducking her head for a moment, unsure of what to say. ]
Maybe we don't understand what giving up means yet.
[ She'll never know what to say, so she simply speaks with a simple sincerity, glancing back up toward his face. She doesn't quite smile. There's an implication of what she might look like, should she smile then, but she's serious in this. Seriousness and smiles are uncomfortable partners for her yet. ]
I think mostly we get called impatient.
[ Fighting in whatever ways she can because she wants to be back home, with her family. She wants a home and family to return to — not because she loves her friends here any less. It's just not where she can accept being. Not like this. Not yet. ]
You were fighting for a long time before I got here before you were returned to code, Katsura-san? I'd like to help. Um... to keep helping. Mostly I've been talking with people.
[ Like the elemental spirit-gods, and the Flamines. Casual conversation partners... ]
CERES has been hiding for a while now. They've been ignoring the Flamines, and um... that's not going over well.
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... So to speak. What he's saying is confusing. She understands the words, but it's like he's... convinced he's on a show. ]
Katsura-san, do you think you're on a reality television show right now? [ Wait, animation staff? She furrows her brow. ] Or in an anime?
[ That's... a whole different level of dedication to fandom. She's not so into those things, but to each their own. She's distracted enough when he shifts demeanour, quietly hoping he's okay. It must be startling, to be back here. That might account for some of the odd turns in speech.
It doesn't account for what else he says; she blinks, ducking her head for a moment, unsure of what to say. ]
Maybe we don't understand what giving up means yet.
[ She'll never know what to say, so she simply speaks with a simple sincerity, glancing back up toward his face. She doesn't quite smile. There's an implication of what she might look like, should she smile then, but she's serious in this. Seriousness and smiles are uncomfortable partners for her yet. ]
I think mostly we get called impatient.
[ Fighting in whatever ways she can because she wants to be back home, with her family. She wants a home and family to return to — not because she loves her friends here any less. It's just not where she can accept being. Not like this. Not yet. ]
You were fighting for a long time before I got here before you were returned to code, Katsura-san? I'd like to help. Um... to keep helping. Mostly I've been talking with people.
[ Like the elemental spirit-gods, and the Flamines. Casual conversation partners... ]
CERES has been hiding for a while now. They've been ignoring the Flamines, and um... that's not going over well.