Well, you might've heard the summary earlier, but we fought moon rock-powered automatons that were taking over the city. There were a lot of them, but we managed. Got to Collodi's workshop, where we found him...dead.
[ Yeah. ]
His journal entries implied that his automatons turned on him. Seems like he's the one who was responsible for all of that. After that, we -- [ fell apart, honestly ] went to purify the source. It took three of us to get it right, but that's...the gist of it.
The end is when Mika went on one of his little "humanity sucks" rants, huh?
[His tone is equal parts exasperated and sympathetic. Read the room, Mika...]
I hope this doesn't mean we'll end up dealing with monsters powered up by moon rocks... The North's already got issues with how many of them there are roaming around.
I'm hoping that you guys don't have to deal with it, either. It was...a lot, to say the least. But the five of you are really strong, so I think you'll be okay.
Sometimes he opens his mouth and repeats pretty much the same exact things about how humans are all universally terrible, and so are vampires, but in a different way. But at the same time, he obviously doesn't really want to hurt humans over it or anything?
Like there's some kind of disconnect between the things he always repeated to himself versus his actual feelings on the matter...
...Well, I'm saying all this, but in the end he's got the emotional intelligence of a teaspoon. Who knows if he'll ever manage to untangle his feelings on any of it.
That. Explains. A lot. Yamato can't help but feel a lot less pissed off about the situation, and there's a crooked smile on his face, one that mirrors Ahito's, as he tries not to dunk on Mika too much himself. ]
I see. That...that sums it up, then. I can see where that comes from.
[ don't do it. don't dunk on him. don't dunk on this poor 16 y.o.- ]
You think we can get that to up to a tablespoon by the time we're done here?
[Mika deserves to be dunked a little. Or even more than a little.]
He's trying, I think? But this is the same guy who, after that whole hostage thing, decided to break into my room in the middle of the night to check on me and refused to say it's because he was worried.
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Yeah, if you don't mind. Anything you can tell me about it.
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Well, you might've heard the summary earlier, but we fought moon rock-powered automatons that were taking over the city. There were a lot of them, but we managed. Got to Collodi's workshop, where we found him...dead.
[ Yeah. ]
His journal entries implied that his automatons turned on him. Seems like he's the one who was responsible for all of that. After that, we -- [ fell apart, honestly ] went to purify the source. It took three of us to get it right, but that's...the gist of it.
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[His tone is equal parts exasperated and sympathetic. Read the room, Mika...]
I hope this doesn't mean we'll end up dealing with monsters powered up by moon rocks... The North's already got issues with how many of them there are roaming around.
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[ TO PUT IT VERY, VERY SIMPLY. ]
I'm hoping that you guys don't have to deal with it, either. It was...a lot, to say the least. But the five of you are really strong, so I think you'll be okay.
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Anyway, if strength were the only issue, I'd be far less worried.
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[ Let's get that out of the way, first..... ]
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Like there's some kind of disconnect between the things he always repeated to himself versus his actual feelings on the matter...
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[ Well.
That. Explains. A lot. Yamato can't help but feel a lot less pissed off about the situation, and there's a crooked smile on his face, one that mirrors Ahito's, as he tries not to dunk on Mika too much himself. ]
I see. That...that sums it up, then. I can see where that comes from.
[ don't do it. don't dunk on him. don't dunk on this poor 16 y.o.- ]
You think we can get that to up to a tablespoon by the time we're done here?
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He's trying, I think? But this is the same guy who, after that whole hostage thing, decided to break into my room in the middle of the night to check on me and refused to say it's because he was worried.
Maybe half a tablespoon.
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[ Hello? Is this boy OKAY? ]
Uh, yeah. Maybe half's stretching it a little. At least he cares, though...that's a good start.
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[WHO DOES THAT except dumbass vampires apparently.]
Maybe by the end of this he'll learn to at least admit it.