[He's going to have to ask him about that, when they see each other again. If they see each other again...]
[No. He wouldn't allow that.]
Ha. [The pat on the cheek tickles, but it makes him smile wider - it's bright, genuine, somehow so different from the cheerfulness he puts on around others.] Of course I will. I'd die if I'd allow him to come to harm. Even though, like he said, I'd probably be the one more in danger. I'm not exactly invulnerable.
Isn't it? Ah, I can tell you stories any time you'd like! He does the strangest things sometimes.
[His zombie bodyguard is fuckin weird and he loves him.
Like a mirror, he reflects back an equally bright and genuine smile when Anaido offers one up. He sits back after, waving a hand and heaving an over-the-top sigh and then WHAPPING HIMSELF IN THE CHEST.]
Human bodies are truly inconvenient, aren't they? The dead are so much sturdier! You'd probably give him a heart attack if he heard you say anything like that, anyway. He's not very fond of people he likes talking about dying, haha.
[Because he's surrounded by fuckin assholes who just casually go "lmao what if I laid down in the dirt forever, again,"!]
[He blinks at WWX just suddenly hitting himself in the chest, taken aback.]
Oh, I know. [He definitely knows. Anaido almost looks a little...ashamed, somehow, before he shakes his head, his bangs casting over his eyes.] That's why, in this place, I...want to survive. For him.
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[He's going to have to ask him about that, when they see each other again. If they see each other again...]
[No. He wouldn't allow that.]
Ha. [The pat on the cheek tickles, but it makes him smile wider - it's bright, genuine, somehow so different from the cheerfulness he puts on around others.] Of course I will. I'd die if I'd allow him to come to harm. Even though, like he said, I'd probably be the one more in danger. I'm not exactly invulnerable.
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[His zombie bodyguard is fuckin weird and he loves him.
Like a mirror, he reflects back an equally bright and genuine smile when Anaido offers one up. He sits back after, waving a hand and heaving an over-the-top sigh and then WHAPPING HIMSELF IN THE CHEST.]
Human bodies are truly inconvenient, aren't they? The dead are so much sturdier! You'd probably give him a heart attack if he heard you say anything like that, anyway. He's not very fond of people he likes talking about dying, haha.
[Because he's surrounded by fuckin assholes who just casually go "lmao what if I laid down in the dirt forever, again,"!]
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[Please!! This is the best thing!!!!]
[He blinks at WWX just suddenly hitting himself in the chest, taken aback.]
Oh, I know. [He definitely knows. Anaido almost looks a little...ashamed, somehow, before he shakes his head, his bangs casting over his eyes.] That's why, in this place, I...want to survive. For him.
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[HE HAS TO BE THE MOST SOBER for the wildest tales of Wen Ning...
Hm, though. HM. Ah, looks like Wen Ning continues to be surrounded by stressful people.]
A good goal to have. I'll do what I can to help - we won't have anyone left behind this time.
[Because haha! Ah, trauma.]