[There’s no point in lying; Atsushi knows that Chuuya isn’t completely fine, even if he’d so stubbornly insisted that he was up until now. He won’t lay there and whine, of course, but he’s also not going to be doing any crazy martial arts anytime soon, either.]
That’s the fucking lowest form of fighting.
[Just punch people!! It’s effective!! At least in Chuuya’s experience.
Chuuya can tell that Atsushi is upset by the fact that he hurt people, because of course he is. That’s the ADA way, isn’t it? Remain passive until someone punches you in the face so that you have an excuse to fight? So of course Atsushi is upset. It’s just not in his nature to hurt people needlessly, weretiger or no.
Chuuya shrugs, melting back into the couch a bit.]
So? It wasn’t really you doing it, right? So it’s fine.
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That’s the fucking lowest form of fighting.
[Just punch people!! It’s effective!! At least in Chuuya’s experience.
Chuuya can tell that Atsushi is upset by the fact that he hurt people, because of course he is. That’s the ADA way, isn’t it? Remain passive until someone punches you in the face so that you have an excuse to fight? So of course Atsushi is upset. It’s just not in his nature to hurt people needlessly, weretiger or no.
Chuuya shrugs, melting back into the couch a bit.]
So? It wasn’t really you doing it, right? So it’s fine.