Sousei doesn't have the time to respond to that immediately, not when there are elves jumping down as it to try to murder him--but honestly, they are still small fry. At this number, they don't pose a threat to Sousei; he has trained to get rid of larger problems than this. So he neatly slams his sheath into one of them, slamming it to the ground where it lies, and in the same neat movement, unsheathes his sword to slice through the second.
...Ugh, god, their blood is all gross and gooey and all over his sword, he's going to be cleaning this off for hours.]
...You're a cheeky brat. [He flicks some of the goo from his sword to the ground, but most of it sticks persistently.] Don't get yourself killed needlessly.
[An arched eyebrow, and he adds with a bit of humor--]
I am saying this off duty. [and thus not in uniform. Please don't die, Yata.
But with that said, he also thinks it's about time for him to leave--it's pretty clear that Yata's not interested in his help.]
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Sousei doesn't have the time to respond to that immediately, not when there are elves jumping down as it to try to murder him--but honestly, they are still small fry. At this number, they don't pose a threat to Sousei; he has trained to get rid of larger problems than this. So he neatly slams his sheath into one of them, slamming it to the ground where it lies, and in the same neat movement, unsheathes his sword to slice through the second.
...Ugh, god, their blood is all gross and gooey and all over his sword, he's going to be cleaning this off for hours.]
...You're a cheeky brat. [He flicks some of the goo from his sword to the ground, but most of it sticks persistently.] Don't get yourself killed needlessly.
[An arched eyebrow, and he adds with a bit of humor--]
I am saying this off duty. [and thus not in uniform. Please don't die, Yata.
But with that said, he also thinks it's about time for him to leave--it's pretty clear that Yata's not interested in his help.]