Look, there are many messages Leon can expect to receive on days like this. Messages from Stahn about something or other he saw. Messages from Stahn about memes. Messages from Stahn.
Basically, there's a trend here, and Edna doesn't fall into it.
Still, he listens, and it doesn't take him much to figure out what she's saying here. (Is Mikleo really afraid of dogs?)]
Because he's not the brightest Meebo in the box when it comes to things like this and may or may not try to go off on his own, searching for his missing best friend.
[Sorey's missing, and she's definitely worried about that too, but nothing good really comes from panicking and flailing around like a headless chicken. She has to put together a solid plan first, be the pillar of support as the only one not sick as a dog, and then try to find Sorey, in her own way.]
[It's a genuine thanks, to boot. She's honestly grateful, doesn't have the energy to fuss over something like that, quite frankly, and Leon seems to be the type to be a little shaken up by simple gestures of gratitude like that. (She does something similar, but will never admit it.) Win-win-...lose? For him, at least.]
At least I bet I can count on you to give His Royal Idiocy a good yelling-to.
[Edna knows the ways of the tsun so well... as can be expected, Leon's immediately snapping out:]
You have nothing to thank me for. I'm hardly helping you. I am doing this for myself, so that I do not have to deal with him being troublesome later.
[So...there!!!
... And yeah he probably would give him a good yelling-to, but all he does in response to that is huff under his breath, because he doesn't know if that's a compliment or an insult.]
...Whatever. I don't have the energy to deal with your hot and cold act that probably helps you consistently top the popularity polls to the point of being banned from them, so you're getting my gratitude anyway.
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Look, there are many messages Leon can expect to receive on days like this. Messages from Stahn about something or other he saw. Messages from Stahn about memes. Messages from Stahn.
Basically, there's a trend here, and Edna doesn't fall into it.
Still, he listens, and it doesn't take him much to figure out what she's saying here. (Is Mikleo really afraid of dogs?)]
Why would he be wandering around unsupervised?
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[Sorey's missing, and she's definitely worried about that too, but nothing good really comes from panicking and flailing around like a headless chicken. She has to put together a solid plan first, be the pillar of support as the only one not sick as a dog, and then try to find Sorey, in her own way.]
voice;
Even while ill?
[A slow pause, and:]
Of course he would. If I see him, I will inform him of the idiocy of his plans before making you aware of it.
voice;
[It's a genuine thanks, to boot. She's honestly grateful, doesn't have the energy to fuss over something like that, quite frankly, and Leon seems to be the type to be a little shaken up by simple gestures of gratitude like that. (She does something similar, but will never admit it.) Win-win-...lose? For him, at least.]
At least I bet I can count on you to give His Royal Idiocy a good yelling-to.
[is that a compliment or an insult]
voice;
You have nothing to thank me for. I'm hardly helping you. I am doing this for myself, so that I do not have to deal with him being troublesome later.
[So...there!!!
... And yeah he probably would give him a good yelling-to, but all he does in response to that is huff under his breath, because he doesn't know if that's a compliment or an insult.]
voice;
[So...there!!!]
voice;
What are you talking about?
[???]
Ugh, whatever. [You're so weird, Edna.] Are we done here?
voice;
[That's all, folks. She hangs up before Leon can try to sneak the last word in, in a show of defiance and self-satisfaction, however small it may be.]