[It is so real. Peko has no patience for your vague bullshit hobo dad.
So you'd think she'd appreciate the straight-talk now but nope.jpg. She just stares at him for a moment, noncomprehending. But she can put pieces together, and that indifferent frown is starting to crack at the edges.]
An additional incentive, [she repeats, quietly, her arms crossing as she breathes through her nose.] You and the young master...?
What is it? [And then she fires to life, reaching back as if she might grab her shinai. But she didn't take it with her when she died, and she just grasps at empty air.] What are you saying?
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So you'd think she'd appreciate the straight-talk now but nope.jpg. She just stares at him for a moment, noncomprehending. But she can put pieces together, and that indifferent frown is starting to crack at the edges.]
An additional incentive, [she repeats, quietly, her arms crossing as she breathes through her nose.] You and the young master...?
What is it? [And then she fires to life, reaching back as if she might grab her shinai. But she didn't take it with her when she died, and she just grasps at empty air.] What are you saying?