That's the first thing he thinks of, and with it he forcibly clasps his hands together, ignoring the persistent ache in his right arm. None of it is anything he can afford, not here. Not anywhere. He has to be able to fight, to think, to move; that's what he does. It's how he lives.
He could blame it on the altercation with the moose. Mitsuru was there. He could gloss over it. It's simple enough. It'll pass. He could--]
It's nothing. I just need sleep. [he's not a particularly practiced liar, but he plows on, because there's something else they should discuss, too] --Kirijo. About the... about the cabin defense.
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[Can you hold a God Arc with those hands?
That's the first thing he thinks of, and with it he forcibly clasps his hands together, ignoring the persistent ache in his right arm. None of it is anything he can afford, not here. Not anywhere. He has to be able to fight, to think, to move; that's what he does. It's how he lives.
He could blame it on the altercation with the moose. Mitsuru was there. He could gloss over it. It's simple enough. It'll pass. He could--]
It's nothing. I just need sleep. [he's not a particularly practiced liar, but he plows on, because there's something else they should discuss, too] --Kirijo. About the... about the cabin defense.