Between the Lines, All the Days and Nights... And the World is my Playground

[ktotheatothez]

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[ktotheatothez]

Full disclosure? [ He pauses, the wording is tricky. ] Uncertain. Its been a month since I drew my Second Breath... just a month. I guess I've been a little rash about certain statements to certain people.

[ Of course he means the whole 'I'm expendable' crack when they went after Marcin. ]

[shuryoinai]

[Listening to that, and also thinking back to any incidents that might make Kaz say that...

...Which, of course, leads him to that walk down to the Underworld. With Marcin.]

Rash is something that people ought to expect out of kids, even if they happen to be Keepers.

[His tone is deceptively neutral.]

[ktotheatothez]

But I shouldn't be so, right? Not at this point...

[ It'll get him killed again is what he's thinking. ]

[shuryoinai]

[ Hmm. ]

I think you ought to allow yourself a few more mistakes. There's no such thing as not having any margin of error, at least with friends and family.

[ktotheatothez]

[ Headtilt. ]

Maybe. But I tend to not have a mind-to-mouth filter sometimes, and... Sometimes maybe all I really want is to make sure my family's okay...

[shuryoinai]

Then maybe you should have a little bit of faith in the idea that even if your delivery might be bad and your timing might suck, the other party will get that.

[ktotheatothez]

[ Oo nga 'no... he thinks, although his face practically telegraphs that he's thinking that you have a point. ]

Yeah, yeah I probably should.

[shuryoinai]

[ A slight quirk of his lips at that, then he's going back to smoking.

No words for now. Talk if you want to. ]

[ktotheatothez]

Did you always smoke Blackstones?

[ Trust in Kaz to take interest in the most mundane things, Makoto. ]

SOCIAL LINK LEVEL UP????

[shuryoinai]

Yeah. It was the brand that the man I actually consider to be my father over my real one used to like. Said it was the closest that he could get to cigars, which he only indulged in when he had done something "amazing" by his count.

[ ...Yep, Makoto actually told you a bit about himself. ]

OAO YAASS

[ktotheatothez]

Ohhh.

[ That's actually awesome. He'd gotten side-eyes when he started smoking. ]

Can I try one?

[ The kid's strictly a Gudang boy, and he's never tried anything else. ]

[shuryoinai]

Sure.

[ Why not? Josh bought these anyway.

Holding that pack out now. Maybe you're not so bad after all, kid. ]

[ktotheatothez]

[ He fishes out one, mutters ] Thanks... [ And lights up. Of course, he crosses the room to fetch the ash tray he'd been using, briefly putting the cig in it to pull up the covers around Josh. ]

Out like a light.

[ He drops his voice when he says that. Coming back now to sit with you and continue hunting. It tastes nice, if a little strong. The company is also nice, the silence comfortable between the kid and the geist. ]