"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[HOPE YOU LIKE UNEXPECTEDLY SPICY and also umami-sweet???
And the aftertaste is probably... lovely...
Naoki's going to dive right in too, though after the first bite he coughs after he swallows, not sure how it's possible for these flavours to coexist. But no... he can do this...]
But just like Naoki's determined to do this, so is Yang-- so she's just going to force this down as quickly as possible, making the most attractive faces in the meantime.
Mmm-- [He frowns thoughtfully, his mind puzzling over what he could tell her. It stops on that thing, the one thing he needs to tell her... but not right now. That... will be later.]
Okay. [He smiles at her, taking another swig from his bottle of water before thinking again for a minute. So many of the secrets he has are so dark, so maybe something mild?]
Then... this horn. [He cocks his head.] You know how most animals don't feel anything from their horns, right? I can actually get sensation from it. [It's weird but it wouldn't be the only weird thing.]
So--oort of, [his voice drags in a surprised sound 'cause he saw her reaching but nope there she goes touching. It doesn't cause the same shivery sense as touching his marks does, but he can feel her fingers.
It feels just as warm as the rest of him, even if it's definitely a horn.]
[ There's actually several long moments of silence as Yang ponders, sifting through the lighter things in her thoughts-- but when she recalls what she'd told Yata...
Maybe that's it. Naoki had trusted her with painful memories, and she'd told him that there were things, that she wasn't as cool. Now, she takes a breath, her voice growing softer as she settles back in her chair. ]
... I don't actually know the true reason why I want to be a Huntress. When I was asked, I gave some answer about being a thrill-seeker and being okay with never knowing what life was going to throw at me... but the thing is, that's shallow. Everyone else in my team has a solid reason for it, to prove themselves, to change how things are-- and then there's me.
[Naoki straightens up slightly, lifting himself from his arms when she settles back, when her voice softens like that. She's telling him about herself? He hadn't expected...
But as the slight surprise smooths away, he listens, expression settling into thoughtfulness.]
...D'you want to find a better reason to fight than the one you answered with?
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And the aftertaste is probably... lovely...
Naoki's going to dive right in too, though after the first bite he coughs after he swallows, not sure how it's possible for these flavours to coexist. But no... he can do this...]
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But just like Naoki's determined to do this, so is Yang-- so she's just going to force this down as quickly as possible, making the most attractive faces in the meantime.
Like PAINED REGRET. ]
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But he chances a look up as he grimaces.
--haha, her face. No, don't laugh, he can laugh after, right now he needs to eat the rest of this...]
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But she's actually making it to the bottom of her cup... before her head hits the table.
UGH. ]
My tastebuds...
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I think my mouth's actually aching...
[THAT WAS WRETCHED. He does crane his neck a little, peering into her cup.]
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W-what's the verdict?
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[Wearily, he turns his cup to show her. Nice and empty. Urgh.]
...does that mean we should both give a secret? 'Cause I'm not gonna do a rematch. [Once was enough!!]
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Here you go. [He's going to chug his right down...]
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So... who's going first?
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You can decide, if you want. I'm fine either way.
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[ Thanks, Naoki. ]
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Then... this horn. [He cocks his head.] You know how most animals don't feel anything from their horns, right? I can actually get sensation from it. [It's weird but it wouldn't be the only weird thing.]
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[ Because she's going to reach behind him to lightly touch it. ]
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It feels just as warm as the rest of him, even if it's definitely a horn.]
But not too much.
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[ Like she just did. ]
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[He lifts an eyebrow at her, amused. Exactly just like she just did but hey, it's Yang. She's an exception in many cases.] It'd throw me off.
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So, how's your throat doing? Less burning?
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[ but now she has to think... ]
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[But good-- He'll fold his arms on the table, propping his chin on them as he watches her curiously. What've you got for him, Yang?]
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Maybe that's it. Naoki had trusted her with painful memories, and she'd told him that there were things, that she wasn't as cool. Now, she takes a breath, her voice growing softer as she settles back in her chair. ]
... I don't actually know the true reason why I want to be a Huntress. When I was asked, I gave some answer about being a thrill-seeker and being okay with never knowing what life was going to throw at me... but the thing is, that's shallow. Everyone else in my team has a solid reason for it, to prove themselves, to change how things are-- and then there's me.
[ Yang laughs, humorlessly. ]
What am I even fighting for?
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But as the slight surprise smooths away, he listens, expression settling into thoughtfulness.]
...D'you want to find a better reason to fight than the one you answered with?
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[ Otherwise, isn't she as shallow as that answer had sounded? ]
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[Maybe it's a little absurd, but Naoki's expression is soft; he's not joking, not here.] There's nothing wrong with not knowing for sure, after all.
Not everyone has one, or... some let other people choose their reason for them, instead of trying to find it on their own.
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SLEEP DAMMIT
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