[Gokudera has no idea what'll happen going forward between them, and doesn't want for much. He's not interested in the swordsman getting in his way of proving himself to the Tenth. Nevermind that their boss isn't looking to even act as their boss or appoint any roles. Gokudera will not let anyone get in his way. That includes people he should trust and consider family.]
Aww well they maybe you weren't taking it seriously enough.
[Because if Yamamoto's heart was not into it, how could the little snow animals' be? That's his opinion, and he doesn't understand this magic at all.]
Yeah. What a shame they didn't.
[He gives a soft scoff and an eye roll before the animals burst into rainbow snow. Gokudera would give them a soft applause, but... they're dissolved and he looks disappointed over that. Always, he's had a soft spot for animals... even big ones.
Watching Jirou jump after Yamamoto, Gokudera watches. He feels oddly detached, maybe a bit lonely, but dismisses his own feeling, shoves it right down and hides it as usual, then turns to walk away. It's either that, or he could talk with the swordsman about how long he's been in this world and how he intends to help the Tenth. Then, he could use that information to do better than Yamamoto. Oh... there's a thought.
Gokudera stops, back to the baseball idiot, then turns his head over his shoulder to watch him have fun with his dog in the snow. He doesn't feel comfortable approaching, or offering a hand up. Instead, he folds his arms and glances off, as if ignoring what's going on.]
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Aww well they maybe you weren't taking it seriously enough.
[Because if Yamamoto's heart was not into it, how could the little snow animals' be? That's his opinion, and he doesn't understand this magic at all.]
Yeah. What a shame they didn't.
[He gives a soft scoff and an eye roll before the animals burst into rainbow snow. Gokudera would give them a soft applause, but... they're dissolved and he looks disappointed over that. Always, he's had a soft spot for animals... even big ones.
Watching Jirou jump after Yamamoto, Gokudera watches. He feels oddly detached, maybe a bit lonely, but dismisses his own feeling, shoves it right down and hides it as usual, then turns to walk away. It's either that, or he could talk with the swordsman about how long he's been in this world and how he intends to help the Tenth. Then, he could use that information to do better than Yamamoto. Oh... there's a thought.
Gokudera stops, back to the baseball idiot, then turns his head over his shoulder to watch him have fun with his dog in the snow. He doesn't feel comfortable approaching, or offering a hand up. Instead, he folds his arms and glances off, as if ignoring what's going on.]