[that would be Pretty Scary. And alarming! Especially all at once, without warning.
... Oof. Cold-shouldered, again. Rin withdraws his hand quickly, as if burned, when Yukio snatches his glasses. It all kind of makes him want to cry. Why was Yukio this way? They were the only family they had left, unless Shiro magically reappeared from death again... but Rin wasn't going to hold his breath. So then, why? Why did Yukio treat him this way? Why did he think he had to do everything himself?
Rin steels himself and narrows his brow, crinkling his snout a bit as he does. Nosh is recalled into the pokéball he keeps on his belt, surrounding the dragon in red light and drawing her into the device. He draws himself up and speaks]
Yukio, what's wrong? Can't you tell me what's the matter? [he pauses, then adds, plaintively;] Please? I'm... I'm worried about you.
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... Oof. Cold-shouldered, again. Rin withdraws his hand quickly, as if burned, when Yukio snatches his glasses. It all kind of makes him want to cry. Why was Yukio this way? They were the only family they had left, unless Shiro magically reappeared from death again... but Rin wasn't going to hold his breath. So then, why? Why did Yukio treat him this way? Why did he think he had to do everything himself?
Rin steels himself and narrows his brow, crinkling his snout a bit as he does. Nosh is recalled into the pokéball he keeps on his belt, surrounding the dragon in red light and drawing her into the device. He draws himself up and speaks]
Yukio, what's wrong? Can't you tell me what's the matter? [he pauses, then adds, plaintively;] Please? I'm... I'm worried about you.