As you should~. [ She's joking, of course. Probably. ] Not... not yet, at least. [ She tries not to make a habit of jumping people, honestly, but that young man really pissed her off. It's even a little embarrassing that she did it in front of Seto to begin with; then again, he'd been the whole reason she'd made that attempt to kick Iwa's ass. ] Why not? If he didn't fight back, that just would have pissed me off more... if I'm wailing on someone, they better at least try to put up a fight. [ There's no way she'd be able to put up with someone who just laid there and took it. Absolutely not.
Once she's returned and things have been settled down properly and as neatly as she can, she picks up the spare pillow and fluffs it up, adding it to the ones he's already leaning against. ]
Still, I'm sorry. Do you feel any better at all? [ She hopes he does, at least. ] Are you hungry? I smuggled some curry from the cafe. I didn't have enough hands to balance coffee though, sorry. [ She pauses, though, because Seto has decided to regale her with his tale. Which is... surprising. What a day this has turned out to be -- not only did she get a rare apology from him earlier, but now, he's actually giving in and telling her what happened.
So, she stops bustling here and there long enough to just sort of plop down onto the floor, propping herself up against the wall and pulling her knees to her chest to make herself comfortable. As she listens, she's quiet, not wanting to interrupt, and she looks... thoughtful. Seto's making it sound like he was a saint through all of this, and yet, even she knows that words like encouraged meant that he was probably snapping at the other boy and being sarcastic.
What she's gathering from this, is simple: both of them were stupid as hell and lost their tempers. Typical. Except... a volleyball was thrown? And Seto at least admits to slamming the other kid into the wall. Okay, then. That's... nothing can really prepare her for what comes next, though. Her eyes widen, and she looks horrified. ]
Oh my God! Seto, that's awful! [ Now, Ann doesn't know a whole lot about the male anatomy. She does know, thanks to watching Ryuji get hit in the balls several times, that it hurts. Just by watching Seto she knows it hurts. It's almost a trope, really -- how many videos exist on the internet of dudes getting hit in the nuts, after all? But that worry from earlier is escalating rapidly. ] Should... should you see someone about that? I don't even know who... I don't think anyone here has any sort of... medical degree...
[ Is she suggesting he get his junk looked at? Absolutely. But she means well! ] I don't know how this sort of thing works [ THANK GOD ] but that is awful and I'm so sorry... w-wait, Blue-san was recording? On what, his phone? You know... I could probably break into his apartment and steal it for you. If it's password protected, then I'd imagine you'd be able to figure out how to hack into it, right? To uh... destroy the 'evidence', so to speak.
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Once she's returned and things have been settled down properly and as neatly as she can, she picks up the spare pillow and fluffs it up, adding it to the ones he's already leaning against. ]
Still, I'm sorry. Do you feel any better at all? [ She hopes he does, at least. ] Are you hungry? I smuggled some curry from the cafe. I didn't have enough hands to balance coffee though, sorry. [ She pauses, though, because Seto has decided to regale her with his tale. Which is... surprising. What a day this has turned out to be -- not only did she get a rare apology from him earlier, but now, he's actually giving in and telling her what happened.
So, she stops bustling here and there long enough to just sort of plop down onto the floor, propping herself up against the wall and pulling her knees to her chest to make herself comfortable. As she listens, she's quiet, not wanting to interrupt, and she looks... thoughtful. Seto's making it sound like he was a saint through all of this, and yet, even she knows that words like encouraged meant that he was probably snapping at the other boy and being sarcastic.
What she's gathering from this, is simple: both of them were stupid as hell and lost their tempers. Typical. Except... a volleyball was thrown? And Seto at least admits to slamming the other kid into the wall. Okay, then. That's... nothing can really prepare her for what comes next, though. Her eyes widen, and she looks horrified. ]
Oh my God! Seto, that's awful! [ Now, Ann doesn't know a whole lot about the male anatomy. She does know, thanks to watching Ryuji get hit in the balls several times, that it hurts. Just by watching Seto she knows it hurts. It's almost a trope, really -- how many videos exist on the internet of dudes getting hit in the nuts, after all? But that worry from earlier is escalating rapidly. ] Should... should you see someone about that? I don't even know who... I don't think anyone here has any sort of... medical degree...
[ Is she suggesting he get his junk looked at? Absolutely. But she means well! ] I don't know how this sort of thing works [ THANK GOD ] but that is awful and I'm so sorry... w-wait, Blue-san was recording? On what, his phone? You know... I could probably break into his apartment and steal it for you. If it's password protected, then I'd imagine you'd be able to figure out how to hack into it, right? To uh... destroy the 'evidence', so to speak.