[He sighs, settling into place. Zura's enthusiasm for this game might seem strange to some, but Sakamoto understands. Uno was something that would bring them together on the worst of nights, when everyone was sick of grieving.
Sakamoto loved the way his friends faces would light up, and while arguments would often break out during their heated matches, the yelling made him feel relieved. Fighting a war numbs you to the core, strips you of everything, every positive emotion you've ever felt. To keep the negative from getting to you, you stifle the good stuff too.
There's nothing good about war, though- At least, from his perspective.]
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[Sakamoto raises a brow at Tenka.]
Would you prefer I send ya flowers?
[He sighs, settling into place. Zura's enthusiasm for this game might seem strange to some, but Sakamoto understands. Uno was something that would bring them together on the worst of nights, when everyone was sick of grieving.
Sakamoto loved the way his friends faces would light up, and while arguments would often break out during their heated matches, the yelling made him feel relieved. Fighting a war numbs you to the core, strips you of everything, every positive emotion you've ever felt. To keep the negative from getting to you, you stifle the good stuff too.
There's nothing good about war, though- At least, from his perspective.]
Where do you work, kiddo?