[That wasn't the first time someone in this place with a face he recognized and a history he didn't know had used the word 'friend' talking to him, but it wasn't any less weird this time either. Of course, Laica's situation and Hawkeye's were vastly different but that didn't stop him from pausing the same way as if needing to digest that response. She might think he's not used to the concept of having friends with the way he seems to overthink it - if only briefly - before moving on.
As far as Ed's imagination goes? Six of one, half a dozen of the other, probably. Sure, he can have a great imagination when he puts his mind to things but the gutter his thoughts had promptly fallen into wasn't exactly one of his strong points, so it was hard for him to imagine much more than he already knew. Which was plenty, really, too much actually judging the by the off-center land of that knife.
Oh, prizes. Prizes being a safe topic, maybe he can recover from this. Speaking of serious, his tone and posture shifts slightly, not all that pleased with having missed the last one. He's holding the next as if refraining from throwing it prematurely with his response.]
Maybe not. Which one do you have your eye on?
[Having a goal helps, being able to focus on a specific thing, an exact score to reach. Ed was tunnel vision to an extreme, if she wanted a certain one and he didn't get it, he would keep trying until he did. He was stubborn like that, and few things got under his skin like disappointing someone. He could work with the flirting with a set task in mind, it wasn't as if he was unused to it. The situation had just caught him off-guard, all things considered. He definitely wasn't going to start thinking about how he was usually doing something whenever Laica was around and if they weren't otherwise preoccupied they managed to find something else to do.]
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As far as Ed's imagination goes? Six of one, half a dozen of the other, probably. Sure, he can have a great imagination when he puts his mind to things but the gutter his thoughts had promptly fallen into wasn't exactly one of his strong points, so it was hard for him to imagine much more than he already knew. Which was plenty, really, too much actually judging the by the off-center land of that knife.
Oh, prizes. Prizes being a safe topic, maybe he can recover from this. Speaking of serious, his tone and posture shifts slightly, not all that pleased with having missed the last one. He's holding the next as if refraining from throwing it prematurely with his response.]
Maybe not. Which one do you have your eye on?
[Having a goal helps, being able to focus on a specific thing, an exact score to reach. Ed was tunnel vision to an extreme, if she wanted a certain one and he didn't get it, he would keep trying until he did. He was stubborn like that, and few things got under his skin like disappointing someone. He could work with the flirting with a set task in mind, it wasn't as if he was unused to it. The situation had just caught him off-guard, all things considered. He definitely wasn't going to start thinking about how he was usually doing something whenever Laica was around and if they weren't otherwise preoccupied they managed to find something else to do.]