About your past? It's true, I don't care. But, I do care about you in this village.
[ he lights it up, bringing it close to his lips and hesitating for a bit— unsure if he should go in for a deep inhale, or take it slow. luckily, he was careful not to overwhelm himself. he does end up muffling a cough before he exhales; using his other hand to wave away the fumes.
he scowls because it's kind of weird, smoking and all, but he doesn't hate it? hmm. ]
You saved my life and until I return the favor, I'll be there for you. It would be nice if you hurry up and 'need me' so I can be free from this.
[ it's a dry joke, trying to set the mood right. he takes in another inhale, this time it was too fast and he couldn't hold back the coughing fit. fucking hell, how does aki smoke 24/7 and not feel like someone is suffocating him?! with a sigh, he glanced at the other, keeping that same tired tone that barely reflects any emotion.
and yet- ]
I'm not scared of death but I really couldn't afford it at the time ... so, I do appreciate your help.
[Rex doesn't know how to respond to that, even with the addition of the half-hearted joke. He's usually so callous, so used to heightened situations of such preposterous levels of intensity, that something like watching a person cough would elicit zero concern from him.
And yet here he is, observing Denji carefully, with no well-thought out words to describe how uncomfortable it is to watch the other boy cough up smoke. An especially hilarious thought, seeing is Rex well-aware that Denji can survive having entrails literally hanging out of his slender body. In some ways, that's why the display is a little off-putting, because Denji is taking yet another difficult stride to make himself feel better, or feel...
Something.]
Is... Whoever it is okay?
[Rex understands that he can't say what he's thinking, especially since it's so bizarre.
"I'm worried about you."
But are they even-]
Your friend?
The one you were trying to protect? I remember you sayin' something about that.
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[ he lights it up, bringing it close to his lips and hesitating for a bit— unsure if he should go in for a deep inhale, or take it slow. luckily, he was careful not to overwhelm himself. he does end up muffling a cough before he exhales; using his other hand to wave away the fumes.
he scowls because it's kind of weird, smoking and all, but he doesn't hate it? hmm. ]
You saved my life and until I return the favor, I'll be there for you. It would be nice if you hurry up and 'need me' so I can be free from this.
[ it's a dry joke, trying to set the mood right. he takes in another inhale, this time it was too fast and he couldn't hold back the coughing fit. fucking hell, how does aki smoke 24/7 and not feel like someone is suffocating him?! with a sigh, he glanced at the other, keeping that same tired tone that barely reflects any emotion.
and yet- ]
I'm not scared of death but I really couldn't afford it at the time ... so, I do appreciate your help.
CW: BODY HORROR, GRAPHIC IMAGERY, LACERATIONS
And yet here he is, observing Denji carefully, with no well-thought out words to describe how uncomfortable it is to watch the other boy cough up smoke. An especially hilarious thought, seeing is Rex well-aware that Denji can survive having entrails literally hanging out of his slender body. In some ways, that's why the display is a little off-putting, because Denji is taking yet another difficult stride to make himself feel better, or feel...
Something.]
Is... Whoever it is okay?
[Rex understands that he can't say what he's thinking, especially since it's so bizarre.
"I'm worried about you."
But are they even-]
Your friend?
The one you were trying to protect? I remember you sayin' something about that.