[kaiba shrugs, entirely unapologetic. much like his unruly company.]
Wouldn't you consider that a waste of time?
[as would he. they're not so different and that might bother him the slightest bit, being compared to a street thug.
but he doesn't necessarily disagree either. dragons weren't supposed to shake and cry and cower. poor kisara still seems convinced she's about to get eaten, even though she's safe and secure in his arms and he'd die before he let any man or shark touch her. but maybe this could be salvaged. like any good businessman, he's already thinking ahead.]
You've never looked after something, have you? Do you even know how?
[he's probing at him. not gently, not at all, but he seems to be asking is this all that you are?]
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Wouldn't you consider that a waste of time?
[as would he. they're not so different and that might bother him the slightest bit, being compared to a street thug.
but he doesn't necessarily disagree either. dragons weren't supposed to shake and cry and cower. poor kisara still seems convinced she's about to get eaten, even though she's safe and secure in his arms and he'd die before he let any man or shark touch her. but maybe this could be salvaged. like any good businessman, he's already thinking ahead.]
You've never looked after something, have you? Do you even know how?
[he's probing at him. not gently, not at all, but he seems to be asking is this all that you are?]