Well, you'll have to forgive us for being scatterbrained.
[There's something airy and very rote behind that reply; it's not thoughtless, exactly, but it is like Marona hit one of the actually expected dialogue options at last and managed to trip a flag that isn't actually setting the entire table and adjacent room and cage on fire.
Of course, just because you haven't fought fire with fire doesn't mean the curtains aren't still merrily ablaze.
Subete is more than a little scatterbrained now with other flames, though, he's quite distracted where he shouldn't be and it's only gotten worse in the past few minutes -- everything, after all, is tangled together now in an unholy katamari of flights and rainbows and the plans of mice and men and Mario Kart, and if there's something that might be blamed for how ridiculously things are going it might be that no one here except Marona appears to be picking their words properly. It's entertaining to watch, even if his eyes are mostly on Hikage still, having snapped over at the mention of the rainbow feature.
If he continued to watch Saphir, after all, he might have burst out laughing and then possibly gotten tea thrown at him. It's a real danger. It's much easier to watch Hikage, if only so he isn't dearly tempted to join him. Even with his focus, though, there's a brief blink at where he's going with this.]
Ah. I believe the name of that installation was "The Sky's the Limit". [there's a brief softness to his voice in passing, almost subsumed under the knowing smile he aims at his companion but which might just be a note of general amusement given how far they've come now in all the worst ways] Perhaps next time the layover will be long enough to truly appreciate it, but I did get a picture all the same.
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[There's something airy and very rote behind that reply; it's not thoughtless, exactly, but it is like Marona hit one of the actually expected dialogue options at last and managed to trip a flag that isn't actually setting the entire table and adjacent room and cage on fire.
Of course, just because you haven't fought fire with fire doesn't mean the curtains aren't still merrily ablaze.
Subete is more than a little scatterbrained now with other flames, though, he's quite distracted where he shouldn't be and it's only gotten worse in the past few minutes -- everything, after all, is tangled together now in an unholy katamari of flights and rainbows and the plans of mice and men and Mario Kart, and if there's something that might be blamed for how ridiculously things are going it might be that no one here except Marona appears to be picking their words properly. It's entertaining to watch, even if his eyes are mostly on Hikage still, having snapped over at the mention of the rainbow feature.
If he continued to watch Saphir, after all, he might have burst out laughing and then possibly gotten tea thrown at him. It's a real danger. It's much easier to watch Hikage, if only so he isn't dearly tempted to join him. Even with his focus, though, there's a brief blink at where he's going with this.]
Ah. I believe the name of that installation was "The Sky's the Limit". [there's a brief softness to his voice in passing, almost subsumed under the knowing smile he aims at his companion but which might just be a note of general amusement given how far they've come now in all the worst ways] Perhaps next time the layover will be long enough to truly appreciate it, but I did get a picture all the same.