[Peko Pekoyama is a queen of awkward conversations... in that she normally doesn't know how to continue them, at all. As far as she was concerned, the conversation was over when she said she didn't need anything.
The continuation isn't unwelcome, though, and Peko glances back to her, lips curving into a bit of a puzzled frown.]
It's my talent, [she says simply. There's another bit of pause before she remembers that yes, elaboration is something that has to be done in normal conversations.] ...Which is to say, I have been practicing kendo since I was old enough to hold a blade. My skill is enough that Hope's Peak Academy admitted me as the Super High School Level Swordswoman...
...but as you were able to see, a sword is not enough in these kinds of situations.
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The continuation isn't unwelcome, though, and Peko glances back to her, lips curving into a bit of a puzzled frown.]
It's my talent, [she says simply. There's another bit of pause before she remembers that yes, elaboration is something that has to be done in normal conversations.] ...Which is to say, I have been practicing kendo since I was old enough to hold a blade. My skill is enough that Hope's Peak Academy admitted me as the Super High School Level Swordswoman...
...but as you were able to see, a sword is not enough in these kinds of situations.