I don't hear you telling me no, either. Besides, I'm not one of your employees... does it really bother you? [ He's right about that -- in the big scheme of things, Ann's going to do whatever the heck she pleases. Of course, if calling him 'Seto-kun' instead of 'Kaiba-san' bothers him that much, she'll swap back. Because as much as she does enjoy calling him by this shiny new prefix... she's not actually going to go far enough to do something he isn't pleased with. She's not that sort of person, fortunately enough for both of them. ]
You can't unpoint it. Tickets to the gun show are non-refundable. [ There's a slight teasing lilt to her words now, at least; she's missed this bantering. She's missed him, and that's... not something she likes to admit to herself. Because when they'd bumped into each other in that weird dream world, despite her worry for him, she'd been glad to have him with her. Even after their brief little spat, they'd remained together for a while, and had managed to make a pretty good team. When they decided to split off, she almost hadn't wanted to, and had spent a good majority of her time looking at her phone and trying not to send him stupid messages like 'are you okay' or 'please be safe'.
It would be a lie to deny that upon awakening, he was one of the first thoughts that crossed her mind. Him and his well being, of course. So, needless to say, despite not wanting to disturb his training earlier... she's happy to see him, she's happy that he spoke out first, and she's even happy for this stupid little race of his. What she's not so happy about, though, is the silence that follows after her little wager. Honestly, she's waiting for him to laugh or be mean -- she's already mentally gearing up for it. Don't freak out or cry. Laugh it off. Be happy that you're together now.
When he speaks again, she doesn't bother to hide the way her spine stiffens, and she's so glad that she turned away; as a matter of fact, she's going to just sort of... remain facing the opposite direction for a little while longer. ]
Yes, a date... [ Goodbye, confidence. Right back out the window, with you. ] I-I mean... it's not... I can figure something else out... [ Don't freak out, don't get upset, he didn't say no-- he just. Said you're not going to win anyway. ] I hope you like the taste of sand, because you're going to be eating it alllllll the way behind me.
[ There's no heat to her words, of course. As a matter of fact, she agrees with him -- she's not going to win. But she'll try. ]
Mm? [ His request has her turning around again, because... okay, that's a lot tamer than she was expecting from him. What she doesn't realize is that millions of people would kill to be able to learn how to play Duel Monsters with Seto Kaiba as their teacher. What he doesn't realize, is that she'd do that for him whether he wins or loses this anyways. ]
Okay, sure. You just have to promise not to get too frustrated at me when I start asking questions. [ Because from what she understands, this is more of a strategy game than anything... and that's a little intimidating. ] If you can promise not to lose your temper with me at first, then fine, it's a deal.
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You can't unpoint it. Tickets to the gun show are non-refundable. [ There's a slight teasing lilt to her words now, at least; she's missed this bantering. She's missed him, and that's... not something she likes to admit to herself. Because when they'd bumped into each other in that weird dream world, despite her worry for him, she'd been glad to have him with her. Even after their brief little spat, they'd remained together for a while, and had managed to make a pretty good team. When they decided to split off, she almost hadn't wanted to, and had spent a good majority of her time looking at her phone and trying not to send him stupid messages like 'are you okay' or 'please be safe'.
It would be a lie to deny that upon awakening, he was one of the first thoughts that crossed her mind. Him and his well being, of course. So, needless to say, despite not wanting to disturb his training earlier... she's happy to see him, she's happy that he spoke out first, and she's even happy for this stupid little race of his. What she's not so happy about, though, is the silence that follows after her little wager. Honestly, she's waiting for him to laugh or be mean -- she's already mentally gearing up for it. Don't freak out or cry. Laugh it off. Be happy that you're together now.
When he speaks again, she doesn't bother to hide the way her spine stiffens, and she's so glad that she turned away; as a matter of fact, she's going to just sort of... remain facing the opposite direction for a little while longer. ]
Yes, a date... [ Goodbye, confidence. Right back out the window, with you. ] I-I mean... it's not... I can figure something else out... [ Don't freak out, don't get upset, he didn't say no-- he just. Said you're not going to win anyway. ] I hope you like the taste of sand, because you're going to be eating it alllllll the way behind me.
[ There's no heat to her words, of course. As a matter of fact, she agrees with him -- she's not going to win. But she'll try. ]
Mm? [ His request has her turning around again, because... okay, that's a lot tamer than she was expecting from him. What she doesn't realize is that millions of people would kill to be able to learn how to play Duel Monsters with Seto Kaiba as their teacher. What he doesn't realize, is that she'd do that for him whether he wins or loses this anyways. ]
Okay, sure. You just have to promise not to get too frustrated at me when I start asking questions. [ Because from what she understands, this is more of a strategy game than anything... and that's a little intimidating. ] If you can promise not to lose your temper with me at first, then fine, it's a deal.