[There's disappointment in the hybrid's eyes - Takasugi recognizes that much. He understands being irritated and wanting to hit something, but he'd just as soon take it out on the infrastructure. Rent metal a substitute for broken bones, paltry though it may be.
That this guy wanted to beat a man, or nothing, is pretty impressive.
But he'll save any praise for when his space isn't actively being invaded.
With more and more severity-
Takasugi leans forward, rather than away from the inspection, as if he's ready to nudge the creature away.] Yeah?
Like a farm? [Takasugi didn't do any real work on Mikazuki's farm, but he was there. Loitering on the porch, smoking, and watching everyone else toil under the sun. He'd probably caught a glimpse of a wolf boy, though from enough of a distance to assume the fur was simply an odd outfit choice.]
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That this guy wanted to beat a man, or nothing, is pretty impressive.
But he'll save any praise for when his space isn't actively being invaded.
With more and more severity-
Takasugi leans forward, rather than away from the inspection, as if he's ready to nudge the creature away.] Yeah?
Like a farm? [Takasugi didn't do any real work on Mikazuki's farm, but he was there. Loitering on the porch, smoking, and watching everyone else toil under the sun. He'd probably caught a glimpse of a wolf boy, though from enough of a distance to assume the fur was simply an odd outfit choice.]