[Ichiro really doesn't like how it feels like he's being made fun of. First the boy scout comment and now this. What is so wrong with helping people?
Or maybe he's just more sensitive, on edge, since for him it was just the other day that he barged into Sasara's dressing room. The way he egged him on and how he's somehow involved with Rei, knowingly or not, still sits just below the surface of his skin.
They're both scrutinizing each other.] The sooner we get things done here, the sooner we go home right? So of course I'll throw myself into it.
[And idle hands make for fretful thoughts. Not that he's going to admit that.]
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Or maybe he's just more sensitive, on edge, since for him it was just the other day that he barged into Sasara's dressing room. The way he egged him on and how he's somehow involved with Rei, knowingly or not, still sits just below the surface of his skin.
They're both scrutinizing each other.] The sooner we get things done here, the sooner we go home right? So of course I'll throw myself into it.
[And idle hands make for fretful thoughts. Not that he's going to admit that.]