[mob considers that for a moment. there's practically a loading bar above his head as he turns the thought around.] But birthdays are also for people to celebrate that you're in their life, aren't they?
I guess the attention is kind of a lot, but I'm really glad you're here, sensei. [so... he wants to get you a gift, chozen. maybe he'll ask daniel about it. man could at least make a mean pasta about it
the rest gets a little nod.] She does. She's helping me control mine. [a faint uncertainty there, through the bland. mostly because several people have been very unhappy about the contract business and he's starting to feel like it's better not to mention it.] And she is very capable. She's the smartest person I've met besides Ritsu and- Robby.
[a faint pause there. talking about robby still stings a little, then gets pushed down. (32%)
but the idea of chozen coming to visit perks him up a little. even if makima doesn't need the help mob would enjoy having him over anyway, and miss makima might like the company.] I think that would be nice. Maybe you can come over for dinner? Sunny and I have been trying to do the cooking, we're not as good as Miss Makima but Sunny's gotten pretty good at stirfry.
[ There Mob goes again with the forthright gentleness that Chozen has noted in passing before. He has what can only be called a good heart, whatever terrible destructive forces he might be able to wield when that heart is in distress.
It is touching. It is concerning. It drops a rock into the pit of Chozen's stomach, knowing that Mob has been suffering from alienation from his friends, from the discord brewing that seems to always lead back to the mysterious Miss Makima. ]
I am sure you and Sunny-san are doing your very best, but I would be happy to bring dinner for all of us to share. [ Normally, he would ask Daniel to cook, but - not this time. ] I will reach out to her, see when there is a good time.
I would like to thank her for helping you...even though I still don't understand it, I am afraid. [ The kettle clicks over into quiet. Chozen starts an internal timer to measure the point where the water will reach the correct, cooler temperature. ] She makes...contracts with people, I'm told? It reminds me of old stories. Folktales. Did your parents ever tell you stories like that? My uncle would, sometimes, when I was very young.
Of course, Miss Makima doesn't sound like a ghost or spirit, if she is eating stir fries and working for the government.
Oh, do you cook too, sensei? [the first time mob met daniel it was over a dinner daniel made, which cemented the man in mob's mind as a real chef. he's starting to wonder if cooking and karate go hand in hand then, if both senseis can do it.
but contract talk, normally he'd be a little concerned given how people have reacted to the word so far but chozen doesn't seem bothered. maybe he thinks it's just a word too, like mob does, though framing it in terms of spirits-
well, that's something that gets a curious tilt of his head.] My parents didn't, but I've seen spirits who do that sort of thing. It leads to a lot of curses master Reigen and I had to take care of.
[which hey, gives him a moment's pause and a blink. ah, he can see a little better why sunny's concerned about the wording, if he's thinking things like that.] She's not a spirit though, at least she doesn't feel like one. Sleepers are kind of weird, I guess. [everyone's a squid deep down, so everyone feels kind of odd here.] The contract feels kind of like one of the bonds here more than anything. I wonder if it's power similar to that.
I can cook a little. Not as well as your other teacher.
[ It's all bachelor food save for a few more elaborate dishes he learned to impress students' parents. He thinks he can still whip something up that will serve to get him over Makima's threshold.
He makes sure to look like he's thinking of recipes and not contracts, even while he pins some tentative hopes on Mob's pause and blink. The boy has proven capable of inference before, and perhaps he is proving it once again. ]
It sounds like you are much more of an expert on the topic than I am. [ He's sincere, without pandering or hidden implication. ] If you think it's a power like that, I'm inclined to believe you.
[ And that does not inspire hope, tentative or otherwise. ]
Sensei Larusso should be a chef. [that is mob's important opinion on the matter, said as placidly as anything else.
probably better to focus on this conversation though, especially given it's offered a way of looking at things he hasn't really considered before. he offers a little shake of the head- not an expert, really, but at least he has some idea of these things in his own world. enough to reflect a little more.]
I'm not really sure. When she was in danger she reached out to me the way I can reach out to her. But Sunny and Jun, she turned off my powers when they were in my body. I can't do that to her, at least I don't think I can.
[he's almost positive he can't. after a long moment he looks at chozen more steadily and says,] I know a lot of people are worried about it, and about her. But... you saw what I did to sensei. Don't you think it's better someone can stop me before it gets that far again?
I tried to change, and I still am trying. I want to be someone who doesn't need to rely on someone else to solve my problems, but until I am that I just... I don't see how this isn't better.
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I guess the attention is kind of a lot, but I'm really glad you're here, sensei. [so... he wants to get you a gift, chozen. maybe he'll ask daniel about it. man could at least make a mean pasta about it
the rest gets a little nod.] She does. She's helping me control mine. [a faint uncertainty there, through the bland. mostly because several people have been very unhappy about the contract business and he's starting to feel like it's better not to mention it.] And she is very capable. She's the smartest person I've met besides Ritsu and- Robby.
[a faint pause there. talking about robby still stings a little, then gets pushed down. (32%)
but the idea of chozen coming to visit perks him up a little. even if makima doesn't need the help mob would enjoy having him over anyway, and miss makima might like the company.] I think that would be nice. Maybe you can come over for dinner? Sunny and I have been trying to do the cooking, we're not as good as Miss Makima but Sunny's gotten pretty good at stirfry.
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It is touching. It is concerning. It drops a rock into the pit of Chozen's stomach, knowing that Mob has been suffering from alienation from his friends, from the discord brewing that seems to always lead back to the mysterious Miss Makima. ]
I am sure you and Sunny-san are doing your very best, but I would be happy to bring dinner for all of us to share. [ Normally, he would ask Daniel to cook, but - not this time. ] I will reach out to her, see when there is a good time.
I would like to thank her for helping you...even though I still don't understand it, I am afraid. [ The kettle clicks over into quiet. Chozen starts an internal timer to measure the point where the water will reach the correct, cooler temperature. ] She makes...contracts with people, I'm told? It reminds me of old stories. Folktales. Did your parents ever tell you stories like that? My uncle would, sometimes, when I was very young.
Of course, Miss Makima doesn't sound like a ghost or spirit, if she is eating stir fries and working for the government.
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but contract talk, normally he'd be a little concerned given how people have reacted to the word so far but chozen doesn't seem bothered. maybe he thinks it's just a word too, like mob does, though framing it in terms of spirits-
well, that's something that gets a curious tilt of his head.] My parents didn't, but I've seen spirits who do that sort of thing. It leads to a lot of curses master Reigen and I had to take care of.
[which hey, gives him a moment's pause and a blink. ah, he can see a little better why sunny's concerned about the wording, if he's thinking things like that.] She's not a spirit though, at least she doesn't feel like one. Sleepers are kind of weird, I guess. [everyone's a squid deep down, so everyone feels kind of odd here.] The contract feels kind of like one of the bonds here more than anything. I wonder if it's power similar to that.
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[ It's all bachelor food save for a few more elaborate dishes he learned to impress students' parents. He thinks he can still whip something up that will serve to get him over Makima's threshold.
He makes sure to look like he's thinking of recipes and not contracts, even while he pins some tentative hopes on Mob's pause and blink. The boy has proven capable of inference before, and perhaps he is proving it once again. ]
It sounds like you are much more of an expert on the topic than I am. [ He's sincere, without pandering or hidden implication. ] If you think it's a power like that, I'm inclined to believe you.
[ And that does not inspire hope, tentative or otherwise. ]
So does it go both ways, then, like a bond?
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probably better to focus on this conversation though, especially given it's offered a way of looking at things he hasn't really considered before. he offers a little shake of the head- not an expert, really, but at least he has some idea of these things in his own world. enough to reflect a little more.]
I'm not really sure. When she was in danger she reached out to me the way I can reach out to her. But Sunny and Jun, she turned off my powers when they were in my body. I can't do that to her, at least I don't think I can.
[he's almost positive he can't. after a long moment he looks at chozen more steadily and says,] I know a lot of people are worried about it, and about her. But... you saw what I did to sensei. Don't you think it's better someone can stop me before it gets that far again?
I tried to change, and I still am trying. I want to be someone who doesn't need to rely on someone else to solve my problems, but until I am that I just... I don't see how this isn't better.