“You don’t—You don’t have to explain it to me,” Aoba answered, awkwardly stammered at first, but without bite. Now his gaze dropped as he poked at his food to avoid seeing that hurt-seeming look on the Guardian’s face.
“I understand why you want me to be armed and I know you’re only looking out for me,”—and Aoba squirmed internally at that painful wording of I don’t know what I’d do—“but I’m never going to be comfortable with weapons that way. It’s not like I’ve never defended myself or hurt other people in a fight, but putting a gun in my hands is just…completely different. A completely different scale of fighting.”
War. The word was war. Not even the territorial fights that gangs like Dry Juice and Benishigure got into approached the level of war that embroiled Declan and the other Guardians.
“I’m not mad or anything, and I’m not going to say ‘no’ just on principle. I’m just not going to like it, either.”
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“I understand why you want me to be armed and I know you’re only looking out for me,”—and Aoba squirmed internally at that painful wording of I don’t know what I’d do—“but I’m never going to be comfortable with weapons that way. It’s not like I’ve never defended myself or hurt other people in a fight, but putting a gun in my hands is just…completely different. A completely different scale of fighting.”
War. The word was war. Not even the territorial fights that gangs like Dry Juice and Benishigure got into approached the level of war that embroiled Declan and the other Guardians.
“I’m not mad or anything, and I’m not going to say ‘no’ just on principle. I’m just not going to like it, either.”