It isn't--! [...being abandoned. Is it? Leon's been abandoned all his life, so he really isn't sure. He doesn't want Tsurumaru around, but admittedly...there's something about being told he won't be abandoned that is--
(It's a little warm, that feeling, even if he quashes it down.)]
I don't need your pity. [Instead, he snaps that out, soggily crossing his arms and looking away.]
[ leon... why are you such a soggy tsun? but at that last bit, tsurumaru's tone shifts, sounding a bit more serious; and a little offended, somehow. ]
Sadly, I don't ever have any pity to offer anyone.
[ because if there's anything that he hates the most, it's pity; graverobbing is still a close second. but he's not actually angry with leon — not at all, because at the end of the day, scorning pity is a very person thing to do, for both humans and spirits. ]
If you stay like that, you'll catch a cold, and that's not any good.
[He does relax a little--Tsurumaru's vehemence convinces him, if nothing else does. He doesn't know why Tsurumaru is still meddling or even acts like he cares if it isn't pity, but... (well, Leon's just an emotionally stunted child in every way).]
I think I am more than capable of taking care of myself.
[He quirks an eyebrow at Tsurumaru then.]
What would a sword know of colds regardless? You do not catch them, do you? [Chal is mostly just trying his hardest to send "yes, please take care of the young master" vibes towards Tsurumaru, even if he knows Leon will fuss if he actually says anything out loud.]
[ don't worry, chal — he's receiving your vibes loud and clear!! but either way, he's still planning to be a thorn in leon's side about this, so receiving chal's silent blessings is just the cherry on top. ]
Even though we're swords, we've lived alongside humans for centuries. That's more than enough time to observe what they need, in order to live.
[ true, there are many different lifestyles from many different classes and eras, but at the end of the day, when it comes to things like hunger, death, and illness, they're all the same. he pauses, and then continues on, a bit more quietly. ]
Some swords also have masters that died from illnesses. If it's like that, then don't you think we know about things like colds, even if we don't catch them?
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(It's a little warm, that feeling, even if he quashes it down.)]
I don't need your pity. [Instead, he snaps that out, soggily crossing his arms and looking away.]
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Sadly, I don't ever have any pity to offer anyone.
[ because if there's anything that he hates the most, it's pity; graverobbing is still a close second. but he's not actually angry with leon — not at all, because at the end of the day, scorning pity is a very person thing to do, for both humans and spirits. ]
If you stay like that, you'll catch a cold, and that's not any good.
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I think I am more than capable of taking care of myself.
[He quirks an eyebrow at Tsurumaru then.]
What would a sword know of colds regardless? You do not catch them, do you? [Chal is mostly just trying his hardest to send "yes, please take care of the young master" vibes towards Tsurumaru, even if he knows Leon will fuss if he actually says anything out loud.]
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Even though we're swords, we've lived alongside humans for centuries. That's more than enough time to observe what they need, in order to live.
[ true, there are many different lifestyles from many different classes and eras, but at the end of the day, when it comes to things like hunger, death, and illness, they're all the same. he pauses, and then continues on, a bit more quietly. ]
Some swords also have masters that died from illnesses. If it's like that, then don't you think we know about things like colds, even if we don't catch them?