[ Shinjiro...isn't really sure what he thinks of Seymour, to be honest.
Detestable, a little. But the other part of him knows he's got no real right to judge, all things considering. He already knows pity is the wrong answer, and distrust is par for the course.
But watching him and seeing that familiar look in his eyes at that trial, while he'd bled out on the floor, had struck more than just one chord. It's why he merely peers out from under his hat for a few moments in quiet contemplation before he bothers to speak again. ]
That so. Guess that's good. [ He crosses his legs from the rock he's sitting on, lifting the cigarette back to his lips. ] At least some people know how to take care of themselves around here.
[ He's not blind. The less-recently deceased aren't looking so hot, but their options are limited in here. ]
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Date: 2025-12-10 07:08 am (UTC)Detestable, a little. But the other part of him knows he's got no real right to judge, all things considering. He already knows pity is the wrong answer, and distrust is par for the course.
But watching him and seeing that familiar look in his eyes at that trial, while he'd bled out on the floor, had struck more than just one chord. It's why he merely peers out from under his hat for a few moments in quiet contemplation before he bothers to speak again. ]
That so. Guess that's good. [ He crosses his legs from the rock he's sitting on, lifting the cigarette back to his lips. ] At least some people know how to take care of themselves around here.
[ He's not blind. The less-recently deceased aren't looking so hot, but their options are limited in here. ]