“He’s not even here and he’s still planning my entertainment?” Desire remarked, before shoving the last piece of sushi into his mouth and—almost as an afterthought—holding open Ren’s carry-satchel. The Allmate, who had been tense but nevertheless remained on Aoba’s lap even when his aspects had swapped, nosed his way into it and freed Desire to stand.
He wasn’t irritated by the notion. It was just more to show how concerned Declan was being for him in all of this. Reason felt self-conscious of Declan doing all the hard and dangerous labor, but Desire had no such misgivings. Maybe a little boredom at getting left out of what sounded like dangerous situations, but not enough to cause any kind of resentment.
“Sure, why not. How dangerous a race are we talking here?” Please tell him ‘very’.
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He wasn’t irritated by the notion. It was just more to show how concerned Declan was being for him in all of this. Reason felt self-conscious of Declan doing all the hard and dangerous labor, but Desire had no such misgivings. Maybe a little boredom at getting left out of what sounded like dangerous situations, but not enough to cause any kind of resentment.
“Sure, why not. How dangerous a race are we talking here?” Please tell him ‘very’.