[ In some ways, it's already eating at him. He doesn't want to be violent, or deal in things that hurt others. It's just what ends up happening, because it's who he is. And now he has this uncanny ability to cut -- with real swords, no less, and he's finding that he likes the sensation far too much. Maybe it's harmless. But truth be told, he feels more free with a blade in his hand than any pen or brush or fistful of cash. It isn't normal. Most people would get dragged into mental institutions for having urges like this.
So even if Chuuya's words make sense, there are misgivings in Yato's dropped gaze. ]
Yeah... I guess you're right. You'd know best, wouldn't you?
[ Because, y'know. Suddenly having to deal with being on the ceiling sometimes. ]
How's that gravity stuff coming along, anyway? You seem to have a pretty good handle on it now.
It's not as good as I want it to be. I'm not getting stuck anymore, but- I remember being better, you know? Guess it still needs more work.
[He pulls the hat back off Yato's head and sets it down, taking a moment to brush it off.]
I'll figure it out.
[Speaking of figuring things out, though-- he pauses there before turning his attention back to Yato.]
And if you need any help working things out on your end, you can talk to me about it, alright? Not like I haven't already laid a lot on you with the shit I remember, so-- fair's fair, and all.
[remembering being a god is pretty big, after all, and if he doesn't want it? Chuuya can't help but be a little concerned about how he'll handle that.]
[ He really does. Yato always tries to figure things out on his own; it's just his way. But knowing he'll have a second opinion when he needs one is comfort enough. Really, Chuuya is too kind to him... ]
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So even if Chuuya's words make sense, there are misgivings in Yato's dropped gaze. ]
Yeah... I guess you're right. You'd know best, wouldn't you?
[ Because, y'know. Suddenly having to deal with being on the ceiling sometimes. ]
How's that gravity stuff coming along, anyway? You seem to have a pretty good handle on it now.
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[He pulls the hat back off Yato's head and sets it down, taking a moment to brush it off.]
I'll figure it out.
[Speaking of figuring things out, though-- he pauses there before turning his attention back to Yato.]
And if you need any help working things out on your end, you can talk to me about it, alright? Not like I haven't already laid a lot on you with the shit I remember, so-- fair's fair, and all.
[remembering being a god is pretty big, after all, and if he doesn't want it? Chuuya can't help but be a little concerned about how he'll handle that.]
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[ He really does. Yato always tries to figure things out on his own; it's just his way. But knowing he'll have a second opinion when he needs one is comfort enough. Really, Chuuya is too kind to him... ]
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Boss! I'm gonna bring a big old rump roast tomorrow. You can practice on it, and then afterward we can cook it right up!
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[THAT TOOK A TURN... Chuuya blinks once, twice, staring at him. He didn't expect this to suddenly turn into cooking plans??
Practice is practice though, he supposes-- and more importantly, food is food.]
-yeah, sure. If you think it'll work for practice, I'll give just about anything a shot.
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Alright! Two birds with one stone. It'll be my treat.
[ He'll whip up something nice!! Time to show off for the boss man... ]