[Chuuya doesn’t expect thanks, nor does he want it. Both of them are at fault here, but he’s not about to admit guilt in front of Dylas. He’ll just start cleaning up the kitchen, starting with sweeping up the shards of the coffee mug laying shattered on the floor. Ugh, what a fucking mess.]
Is the carpet ruined?
[You know, after being drenched with water and all. He doesn’t expect Dylas to answer, really, but whatever. He needs to know whether he’s gotta shell out money to replace the carpet and furntiture.]
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[Chuuya doesn’t expect thanks, nor does he want it. Both of them are at fault here, but he’s not about to admit guilt in front of Dylas. He’ll just start cleaning up the kitchen, starting with sweeping up the shards of the coffee mug laying shattered on the floor. Ugh, what a fucking mess.]
Is the carpet ruined?
[You know, after being drenched with water and all. He doesn’t expect Dylas to answer, really, but whatever. He needs to know whether he’s gotta shell out money to replace the carpet and furntiture.]