[kisara immediately starts to the purr at the attention, curling her tiny tail around squalo's finger. kaiba shrugs his shoulders as if to say oh well and just lets it happen.]
Yeah. Guess so. I'm used to handling much bigger ones.
[his words are even, civil, composed. whatever aggression there had been was now gone; he no longer looked ready to pounce.
he does, however, recognize that squalo might have other places to be and other people to pester. he moves as if to pass but at the last minute touches his hand to squalo's prosthetic. he's purposely gentle about it, just so he doesn't shatter that tentative ceasefire.]
Is it holding up alright? I don't mind making adjustments.
[and it's almost... nice. was seto kaiba really being nice?]
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Yeah. Guess so. I'm used to handling much bigger ones.
[his words are even, civil, composed. whatever aggression there had been was now gone; he no longer looked ready to pounce.
he does, however, recognize that squalo might have other places to be and other people to pester. he moves as if to pass but at the last minute touches his hand to squalo's prosthetic. he's purposely gentle about it, just so he doesn't shatter that tentative ceasefire.]
Is it holding up alright? I don't mind making adjustments.
[and it's almost... nice. was seto kaiba really being nice?]