[She mumbles as he tends to her. In fact she's so busy noting how careful he is with her she almost forgets about the man tied up and bleeding out. There's a wince from her when he uses the disinfectant. It stings, but she won't protest.]
Either way... I know someone who is going to want to pick this guy up. Once we have him tied properly we should just leave. That all right?
Well. It's a nice look and you took down someone probably twice your weight. I can't think why you'd think it was teasing.
[ His keeps flicking his eyes from her wound to her face, making sure he's not harming her. But she's as strong as he thinks. He's a quick worker and soon she's properly cared for. ]
I don't want him for anything, so I've no protest. [ He stands, though keeps a hand on his knee and a bent posture, trying to be conscious of his tendency to loom being uncomfortable. His other hand is extended to help her up. Let her test the weight, then see if he needs to carry her- which he absolutely would if needed. ] ...Want me to curse him?
[Maybe because he'd think she was BRUTISH and UNLADYLIKE. Normal girls don't go shredding the flesh off of dude's faces after all.
Kaname stands without issue. She'll surely be limping out of the restaurant, but she can at least stand in place and put most of the weight on her good leg.]
N—no? Mythril will know how to handle him. In fact they might interrogate him if he can speak after this.
[ Rex's mother had one arm, one hobbled leg, half of her body was one continuous burn scar, used to headbutt people unconscious or choke them out with their own arms. His idea of what makes someone ladylike isn't conventional.
He adjusts his arm so she can hold onto it and let him take some weight if she wants to, before he addresses the other issue. ]
If you're sure. I was just thinking of making him wake up with paraesthesia for the rest of life. [ For once, he remembers not everyone talks like a robot- ] Pins and needles, that is.
[Chidori avoids accepting his help for a little while before finally caving and leaning on him. She frowns at the man on the floor. He groans, and she shuffles to stand behind Rex.]
I know, [she says mumbling from behind him] but do you think it'll be worth it?
[Why even bother with this guy when he's not even the worst that's come after her? Hey, at least the "whisper" was good for something. She knew paraesthesia before he had to explain it.]
My mother used to say that making sure people remember the cost of crossing you every day is the best revenge. [ Of course, in her case, she used to leave scars on people if they did something evil in her presence. Equally petty, but more extreme. ] And that revenge was usually worth it.
[ He keeps up his calm appearance, allowing Kaname to shuffle around as she wishes as he escorts her out. He even turns his body to keep him between her and the unconscious man, making a fine walking wall thanks to his size. With the zip ties he'd applied to the guy's arms and legs earlier Rex isn't much bothered by him, but he can understand why she would be. Hopefully being collected will help her feel safe. ]
She was talking about people who deserved it, you understand, not just willy-nilly.
Sure, but don't you think he's already going to have to live the rest of his life with the memory that a girl half his size beat him? Gosh, and every time he looks in the mirror, too! I think that's good enough. I hope he seethes every time he sees it.
[She hands onto Rex as they make it out. She even won't protest all that much if he wants to help her up into the passenger seat of his van.]
Hah. [ He likes that. He even smiles, briefly and gives her the highest praise he is capable of. ] Have I ever mentioned, my mother would have loved you?
[ He does indeed help her into the seat. He might have even under normal circumstances- it's a pretty big step, being made for big burly guys like him. It's a cargo van, after all, a three-seater beast with a divider between the cab and storage behind. The cab is meticulously tidy, no small change in the cupholder or anything like that. If she cares to peek through the little window into the storage, it's pretty clear he lives in there. One side is all bolted down cabinets and a mini-fridge, the other a fixed down desk. His hammock is rolled up and both ends hanging from one hook, but he can unfurl it to go above the desk. ]
Home should be fine. Mythril keeps that place watched so it should be safe.
["Should" being the keyword, but for now it'll be okay. Kaname smiles a little lopsidedly as she buckles up and waits for him to get in on the driver's side.]
You know I think this is the first time I've heard you mention her actually.
[ He blinks a few times, wondering if that's true and it surprises him that it is. She's on his mind so much... but it's been so long since he's had anyone to talk to, it's no wonder he hasn't talked about her before.
He gives Kaname a sideways glance to make sure she's settled in and a glance at her leg. As a worrier extraordinaire, he's concerned for her injury and doubtful of Mythril's ability to care for her. After all, he had to be here today, didn't he?
Still, he starts up and starts heading for her place. ]
Well. She liked people with guts.
[ So does he- which is part of why despite being easily one of the most dangerous people around he's quite happy to let her smack him around. ]
[Kaname stretches her arms over her head and arches her back much like a cat after a nap. It seems she's not too bothered by what just happened, but maybe that's because her coping method is "pretend like it never happened, and pack that trauma away".]
If that's the case I bet she was pretty cool. Were you real close with you mom?
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[She mumbles as he tends to her. In fact she's so busy noting how careful he is with her she almost forgets about the man tied up and bleeding out. There's a wince from her when he uses the disinfectant. It stings, but she won't protest.]
Either way... I know someone who is going to want to pick this guy up. Once we have him tied properly we should just leave. That all right?
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[ His keeps flicking his eyes from her wound to her face, making sure he's not harming her. But she's as strong as he thinks. He's a quick worker and soon she's properly cared for. ]
I don't want him for anything, so I've no protest. [ He stands, though keeps a hand on his knee and a bent posture, trying to be conscious of his tendency to loom being uncomfortable. His other hand is extended to help her up. Let her test the weight, then see if he needs to carry her- which he absolutely would if needed. ] ...Want me to curse him?
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Kaname stands without issue. She'll surely be limping out of the restaurant, but she can at least stand in place and put most of the weight on her good leg.]
N—no? Mythril will know how to handle him. In fact they might interrogate him if he can speak after this.
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He adjusts his arm so she can hold onto it and let him take some weight if she wants to, before he addresses the other issue. ]
If you're sure. I was just thinking of making him wake up with paraesthesia for the rest of life. [ For once, he remembers not everyone talks like a robot- ] Pins and needles, that is.
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I know, [she says mumbling from behind him] but do you think it'll be worth it?
[Why even bother with this guy when he's not even the worst that's come after her? Hey, at least the "whisper" was good for something. She knew paraesthesia before he had to explain it.]
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[ He keeps up his calm appearance, allowing Kaname to shuffle around as she wishes as he escorts her out. He even turns his body to keep him between her and the unconscious man, making a fine walking wall thanks to his size. With the zip ties he'd applied to the guy's arms and legs earlier Rex isn't much bothered by him, but he can understand why she would be. Hopefully being collected will help her feel safe. ]
She was talking about people who deserved it, you understand, not just willy-nilly.
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[She hands onto Rex as they make it out. She even won't protest all that much if he wants to help her up into the passenger seat of his van.]
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[ He does indeed help her into the seat. He might have even under normal circumstances- it's a pretty big step, being made for big burly guys like him. It's a cargo van, after all, a three-seater beast with a divider between the cab and storage behind. The cab is meticulously tidy, no small change in the cupholder or anything like that. If she cares to peek through the little window into the storage, it's pretty clear he lives in there. One side is all bolted down cabinets and a mini-fridge, the other a fixed down desk. His hammock is rolled up and both ends hanging from one hook, but he can unfurl it to go above the desk. ]
Am I returning you home, or is that compromised?
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["Should" being the keyword, but for now it'll be okay. Kaname smiles a little lopsidedly as she buckles up and waits for him to get in on the driver's side.]
You know I think this is the first time I've heard you mention her actually.
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[ He blinks a few times, wondering if that's true and it surprises him that it is. She's on his mind so much... but it's been so long since he's had anyone to talk to, it's no wonder he hasn't talked about her before.
He gives Kaname a sideways glance to make sure she's settled in and a glance at her leg. As a worrier extraordinaire, he's concerned for her injury and doubtful of Mythril's ability to care for her. After all, he had to be here today, didn't he?
Still, he starts up and starts heading for her place. ]
Well. She liked people with guts.
[ So does he- which is part of why despite being easily one of the most dangerous people around he's quite happy to let her smack him around. ]
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If that's the case I bet she was pretty cool. Were you real close with you mom?