[ he needs to diffuse the situation. sounding too worried isn't going to help, so he tries the calm approach now. ]
Don't worry, Aoba. Eventually it'll work when it's not acting up. We just need a little patience, as a broken door won't help. [ he sits down on the ground next to the door. ] You can hear me through this door, right?
[ Leaning his forehead against the door willing his foot to stop hurting. Oh my god, that was the worst idea he's had in a long time. ]
I can hear you, but what happens if the doors take awhile to open back up?
[ He'll eventually die of starvation if they stay closed for too long. ... Or dehydration actually now that he thinks about it. Though dying because you can't drink anything as opposed to dying because you can't eat anything isn't a comforting thought. ]
Luckily I'm a patient man. [ and just in case of that, he puts Beni in sleep mode. ] If it takes too long, I'll try to persuade the door to open in a more physical manner. [ his tone is still joking. ]
Yo, Aoba. [ he wait a little bit before he continues. ] Remember how we used to play games together while we waited for Tae-san to get back home? I'm trying to remember one of the games we played. I think one had something to do with word association. [ another brief pause. ] Wanna do it for old time's sake? It'll be easier to pass time that way.
At least his foot is finally starting to not hurt. He sighs at Koujaku's suggestion, but there's not a lot to do waiting for the doors to open, and he's a little too distracted by his own panic to be good for casual conversation. ]
So that's what you think of me, huh? I see. [ ignore the fact granny meant donuts. ]
A handsome, talented man who is very kind and patient when it comes to Aoba. [ totally breaking the rules here, and not to mention the fact the first word that came to his mind would kill the mood. after all, he rather not have Aoba know he thinks he's a monster. ]
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Don't worry, Aoba. Eventually it'll work when it's not acting up. We just need a little patience, as a broken door won't help. [ he sits down on the ground next to the door. ] You can hear me through this door, right?
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I can hear you, but what happens if the doors take awhile to open back up?
[ He'll eventually die of starvation if they stay closed for too long. ... Or dehydration actually now that he thinks about it. Though dying because you can't drink anything as opposed to dying because you can't eat anything isn't a comforting thought. ]
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Yo, Aoba. [ he wait a little bit before he continues. ] Remember how we used to play games together while we waited for Tae-san to get back home? I'm trying to remember one of the games we played. I think one had something to do with word association. [ another brief pause. ] Wanna do it for old time's sake? It'll be easier to pass time that way.
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At least his foot is finally starting to not hurt. He sighs at Koujaku's suggestion, but there's not a lot to do waiting for the doors to open, and he's a little too distracted by his own panic to be good for casual conversation. ]
Vaguely. It's been a long time.
[ Which means... ]
You start.
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[ there's a pause and a slight humming before he speaks again. ] Red.
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[ Answered almost immediately without any thought. What else would he think of with red? ]
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[ well, it doesn't help Beni is a sparrow model and named after his own name. ]
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[ Just gonna get on this bird line of thinking now. ]
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[ hey, nice feather pillows are a good thing. he laughs a little. ]
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Sleep.
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Bed.
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[ There's a pause after he says that though. The first word that comes to mind he doesn't want to say. ]
... Room.
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House. [ don't think he didn't notice that!! but he doesn't mention it.
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Granny.
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Donuts.
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[ So does Aoba's. ]
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So that's what you think of me, huh? I see. [ ignore the fact granny meant donuts. ]
A handsome, talented man who is very kind and patient when it comes to Aoba. [ totally breaking the rules here, and not to mention the fact the first word that came to his mind would kill the mood. after all, he rather not have Aoba know he thinks he's a monster. ]
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Oi, that's not how the game is played.