[ He's nearly bristling with anger. What Sannan is suggesting, the problem he's shoving in their faces - it's everything Shinpachi hates, and there's no way he can just easily calm down from it by himself.
But then he feels her touch lightly against his arm, through the fabric covering it. And it's that touch that pulls him back to reality, or at least, the reality that she's not hurt yet, that's she's still behind him alive and well and that shouting at Sannan really isn't going to solve anything - it'll probably just make stuff more difficult for her.
But there's still no way he can allow this to happen, right? Even if she's technically turning Sannan down, she's not downright rejecting the offer entirely, and that just will give the man more chances to harass her about it in the future. He wants to shout about how unfair it is and scream and threaten and everything else he usually does when he's having a temper tantrum, but this time he's not the only one at stake. He's not even the main one at stake here. And he promised he'd protect her, he'd take care of her.. so he steps down for now, instead letting her reply be the final one.
Even though it already seems to displease Sannan to hear that in general, even if his expression doesn't darken by a whole lot. But it's audible in his voice as he turns to leave the house. ]
If that's your answer, Yukimura-kun. [ But there's more than a slight hint in his tone that does show this isn't the last he'll have to say about it, one way or another. And just before he fully leaves, just before his form disappears into the crowds on the streets again, there's some last words-- ] Although you might want to reconsider your answer.. surely you would like to help Nagakura-kun as well.
[ Shinpachi feels like he's shot through the stomach. He's pretty sure this is what it feels like, anyway, because he's fully well aware what the other man implied by that. He knows. He lets out a grunt that sounds more like a curse he's trying to keep down lest they attract attention to the house, and one of his feet kicks the ground hard. God, he should've been more careful that no one was trailing them, because the last person who he'd wanted to find out about all this is Sannan of all people.
But before he can do really more than kick the floor - and that's already sending a brief jolt of pain through him before it's gone again anyway - he's very well aware of that grip on his haori. His new one, not the one shattered to pieces by Kazama, although he remembers feeling the same hold on that before it was destroyed. Right, Chizuru is here, she's the one who needs his help, he can go ahead and flip his shit later when she's not there to have to see it.
Forcing annoyance down is harder than you'd think though, and he still frowns a little as he looks at her. ]
.. You really shouldn't let him harass you like that, y'know. [ Especially not since every day it seems more painfully obvious that Sannan is slowly starting to go off the deep end. ] Good job on telling him off though. You're alright, ain't ya?
[ Not a word about Sannan implying he knows about Shinpachi's secret too now. Maybe he just doesn't want to discuss it. ]
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But then he feels her touch lightly against his arm, through the fabric covering it. And it's that touch that pulls him back to reality, or at least, the reality that she's not hurt yet, that's she's still behind him alive and well and that shouting at Sannan really isn't going to solve anything - it'll probably just make stuff more difficult for her.
But there's still no way he can allow this to happen, right? Even if she's technically turning Sannan down, she's not downright rejecting the offer entirely, and that just will give the man more chances to harass her about it in the future. He wants to shout about how unfair it is and scream and threaten and everything else he usually does when he's having a temper tantrum, but this time he's not the only one at stake. He's not even the main one at stake here. And he promised he'd protect her, he'd take care of her.. so he steps down for now, instead letting her reply be the final one.
Even though it already seems to displease Sannan to hear that in general, even if his expression doesn't darken by a whole lot. But it's audible in his voice as he turns to leave the house. ]
If that's your answer, Yukimura-kun. [ But there's more than a slight hint in his tone that does show this isn't the last he'll have to say about it, one way or another. And just before he fully leaves, just before his form disappears into the crowds on the streets again, there's some last words-- ] Although you might want to reconsider your answer.. surely you would like to help Nagakura-kun as well.
[ Shinpachi feels like he's shot through the stomach. He's pretty sure this is what it feels like, anyway, because he's fully well aware what the other man implied by that. He knows. He lets out a grunt that sounds more like a curse he's trying to keep down lest they attract attention to the house, and one of his feet kicks the ground hard. God, he should've been more careful that no one was trailing them, because the last person who he'd wanted to find out about all this is Sannan of all people.
But before he can do really more than kick the floor - and that's already sending a brief jolt of pain through him before it's gone again anyway - he's very well aware of that grip on his haori. His new one, not the one shattered to pieces by Kazama, although he remembers feeling the same hold on that before it was destroyed. Right, Chizuru is here, she's the one who needs his help, he can go ahead and flip his shit later when she's not there to have to see it.
Forcing annoyance down is harder than you'd think though, and he still frowns a little as he looks at her. ]
.. You really shouldn't let him harass you like that, y'know. [ Especially not since every day it seems more painfully obvious that Sannan is slowly starting to go off the deep end. ] Good job on telling him off though. You're alright, ain't ya?
[ Not a word about Sannan implying he knows about Shinpachi's secret too now. Maybe he just doesn't want to discuss it. ]