[THAT'S HIM. Somehow Peko and Katsura managed to band together into some kind of weird little terrorist group.
She hums as she goes through the tea, picking out a nice oolong and sliding that toward him to prepare as he saw fit. It's nice to hear him tell her that she's not a tool -- she's trying, she's still trying to really get away from that mindset herself, but it isn't easy. Every little reminder helps.]
If it is only Sousei... I think I can speak with him myself. [Somehow thanks to the two of them, she seems to have become part of their weird little family whether she wanted to or not. Thanks, Tenka. But she can't terribly say she minds.]
But Tenka... is it alright if I were to share what you have told me with the young master? He would want to know this.
[And it's a big measure of how much she trusts and likes him that she's even asking; most other people, she'd turn around and tell Kuzuryuu in an instant. But in this, she'd like to respect Tenka's wishes for as long as possible.]
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She hums as she goes through the tea, picking out a nice oolong and sliding that toward him to prepare as he saw fit. It's nice to hear him tell her that she's not a tool -- she's trying, she's still trying to really get away from that mindset herself, but it isn't easy. Every little reminder helps.]
If it is only Sousei... I think I can speak with him myself. [Somehow thanks to the two of them, she seems to have become part of their weird little family whether she wanted to or not. Thanks, Tenka. But she can't terribly say she minds.]
But Tenka... is it alright if I were to share what you have told me with the young master? He would want to know this.
[And it's a big measure of how much she trusts and likes him that she's even asking; most other people, she'd turn around and tell Kuzuryuu in an instant. But in this, she'd like to respect Tenka's wishes for as long as possible.]