You mock me when I am dramatic and criticize me when I am not— how desperately hard to please! I enjoy looking after the orphanage, of course I do. That isn't what you asked.
How can you still be irritated that a person may grow weary of your attitude?
[That's not what this is about, but— get over it, V, because if it's not going to stop then he doesn't want to hear about it. He sits up straighter, at the very least.]
You have some problem with how I answered your question and I have no idea what it is! If you aren't going to tell me, what would you like me to say?
I'm not irritated. I think, like battles and sword-fighting, I was more interesting to you in theory than in practice. It's alright.
[ So more a bit dejected than irritated. He slouches upwards to his feet, smoothing his hair back off his face. ]
Listen. I'm glad you've found someone kind to share a cat with. [ He goes to the coat he saw you fumbling in earlier and extracts the letter. He's not dumb. ] I'll write you, you'll have to let me know how things are then. Maybe with adjectives, or not, but that would be a short letter.
[ Shadow is there and bounding out into the rain in its larger form as soon as the door is opened. ]
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The source material, even. I'll have to keep looking for you in it.
[ Or maybe Constantin disappears entirely, replaced by the person who looks after the orphanage. ]
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[He slouches some more in his chair, idly looking across the room, toward the rainy window.]
If you have some problem with my terrible lack of adjectives, out with it.
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[ So who is this sad, drab dude. ]
Are you going to blame the weather?
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[He glances back V's way, eyebrows raised.]
You mock me when I am dramatic and criticize me when I am not— how desperately hard to please! I enjoy looking after the orphanage, of course I do. That isn't what you asked.
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[ Raised eyebrows met with withering dryness. ]
Would you prefer to have a life that I have no visibility into, to avoid my irrepressible need to scorn you?
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[That's not what this is about, but— get over it, V, because if it's not going to stop then he doesn't want to hear about it. He sits up straighter, at the very least.]
You have some problem with how I answered your question and I have no idea what it is! If you aren't going to tell me, what would you like me to say?
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[ So more a bit dejected than irritated. He slouches upwards to his feet, smoothing his hair back off his face. ]
Listen. I'm glad you've found someone kind to share a cat with. [ He goes to the coat he saw you fumbling in earlier and extracts the letter. He's not dumb. ] I'll write you, you'll have to let me know how things are then. Maybe with adjectives, or not, but that would be a short letter.
[ Shadow is there and bounding out into the rain in its larger form as soon as the door is opened. ]
Ah... there it goes... Take care.