[he wasn't expecting company?? there's a muffled yelp on his side of the door, then shuffling, probably the sound of him bumping into multiple pieces of furniture, before he gives in and just calls out instead.]
It's... it isn't locked, or it shouldn't be-- young master Kenzaki, is that you? Young master Jin-?
Wait, no, nevermind that-! Of course I'm no good, I can't see a thing, and the young master sharing this room has been missing since yesterday...
[he gets the bed now, he supposes, and he can see a little bit, so this is partially exaggeration... it really is concerning that his sight's like this, though.]
Please, miss, er- Squash, was it? Please tell me you know what's happening-
It really would be! I thought I was free of all of my responsibilities here, but if I can't even get as much sleep as I can now that I have the chance...
[he clutches his fan, looking like he just might cry.]
[one hand is still holding his fan, but the other is now clinging to whatever he can reach (probably her hand) if she doesn't swat it away quickly... this is the risk you take getting too close to an upset huaisang.]
There's no need to perform my duties as Sect Leader here... I'd hoped for the time to rest and paint, but young master Jin is here to watch over, and now I can't see to paint a thing and I might suffer a qi deviation of some sort if I oversleep-!! It's too much to bear!
[ nhs is an entire goddamn mood, which is why she feels 100% okay with him grasping at her hand, and why she's clutching at his too. ]
I have no idea about like half of what you just said, but I still totally get it! 'Cause like, if I couldn't see anymore... then how the heck would I be able to play An*mal Cr*ssing when it comes out next month?! Ugh!!
[that snaps him a bit out of working himself up, at least, and now that he's clinging to her he can kind of guess at where on this pumpkin blob her face is supposed to be so he can look at her. he can like, Vaguely see, kind of. what the fuck is a video game.]
I don't understand that either, but it'd be terrible if you were deprived of it.
Oh, right, old-timey people... um... think of it, like, a painting you can interact with! Like, there's different kinds but in most of them you're playing a character. Sometimes there's a story like you're reading a book and fighting battles, but sometimes you're just chilling and taking care of plants and stuff.
A painting you can interact with?! There's really such a thing?
[Fighting battles doesn't sound interesting to him at all, but playing a character does (he's a great actor, after all), as does taking care of plants; he sounds fascinated, eyes wide, though they fail to quite focus on her. He's trying.]
I'd love to see--
[oh no HE CAN'T SEE IT. He just stops short there, his face falling.]
If... if I ever get my sight back, I'd like to see that.
[his fan flutters as he brings it up to his face, peering at her over the edge of it. it puts the focus on his eyes and the glasses, which is exactly his intent. please tell him more about how he looks good!!]
I'd never thought about wearing anything like these.
If it persists, then I may have to ask... it'd be worth trying, I think.
[pumpkin why he was enjoying himself, damn... but fine, take your glasses!! he's distracted by a thought, anyway.]
Oh! But if I can make a request of you anyway... might I have another fan? This one works perfectly well, but if I lose it while I can't see, I have no spare...
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It's... it isn't locked, or it shouldn't be-- young master Kenzaki, is that you? Young master Jin-?
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It's your friendly neighborhood groundskeeper—. [ then she sees his sorry state of affairs and just kinda goes "hm." ] Uh, you good, dude?
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Wait, no, nevermind that-! Of course I'm no good, I can't see a thing, and the young master sharing this room has been missing since yesterday...
[he gets the bed now, he supposes, and he can see a little bit, so this is partially exaggeration... it really is concerning that his sight's like this, though.]
Please, miss, er- Squash, was it? Please tell me you know what's happening-
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[ a slight bristle of her ears and tail aside, she tilts her head at his confusion. ]
But I hardly ever know what's happening, man. And I can't really help with either of your problems, sooo...
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[he visibly droops at that, idly fanning himself.]
This really is troublesome, though... I have no idea what to do about any of it, miss Pumpkin, I honestly don't!
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[ she's TRYING ]
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[don't admit to that so readily, huaisang, god.]
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Maybe you slept too much.
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[what an alarming thought, though, he loves sleeping because it means he doesn't have to do anything.]
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Neither have I... that would be the worst thing ever. What's the point of being alive if you can't sleep as much as you want?!
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[he clutches his fan, looking like he just might cry.]
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[ he'll be able to hear her light footsteps padding over to him, and feel the hand placed on his shoulder in solidarity. ]
That sucks.
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[one hand is still holding his fan, but the other is now clinging to whatever he can reach (probably her hand) if she doesn't swat it away quickly... this is the risk you take getting too close to an upset huaisang.]
There's no need to perform my duties as Sect Leader here... I'd hoped for the time to rest and paint, but young master Jin is here to watch over, and now I can't see to paint a thing and I might suffer a qi deviation of some sort if I oversleep-!! It's too much to bear!
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I have no idea about like half of what you just said, but I still totally get it! 'Cause like, if I couldn't see anymore... then how the heck would I be able to play An*mal Cr*ssing when it comes out next month?! Ugh!!
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[that snaps him a bit out of working himself up, at least, and now that he's clinging to her he can kind of guess at where on this pumpkin blob her face is supposed to be so he can look at her. he can like, Vaguely see, kind of. what the fuck is a video game.]
I don't understand that either, but it'd be terrible if you were deprived of it.
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Does that make sense?
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[Fighting battles doesn't sound interesting to him at all, but playing a character does (he's a great actor, after all), as does taking care of plants; he sounds fascinated, eyes wide, though they fail to quite focus on her. He's trying.]
I'd love to see--
[oh no HE CAN'T SEE IT. He just stops short there, his face falling.]
If... if I ever get my sight back, I'd like to see that.
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. . .
Do you... need anything else? Like, maybe glasses might help, if you can still kinda see...
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[he perks up slightly, a little hopefully. please help!!]
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then holds out her glasses to him?
except she waits another few
before she just puts them on for him herself, a little sheepishly because wow that was dumb, he's BLIND, pumpkin, holy shit ]
How's that?
[ it probably doesn't do much to help him... ]
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[he squints a little behind the frames, a little distracted by the sensation of something on his face? he adjusts them a bit, brow furrowed.]
I'm sorry, but I don't think they're doing much.
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They look good on you, though!
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[his fan flutters as he brings it up to his face, peering at her over the edge of it. it puts the focus on his eyes and the glasses, which is exactly his intent. please tell him more about how he looks good!!]
I'd never thought about wearing anything like these.
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Maybe if you ask nicely, we can whip something up for you! ... Uh. If it would even matter whether you end up being able to see again or not.
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[pumpkin why he was enjoying himself, damn... but fine, take your glasses!! he's distracted by a thought, anyway.]
Oh! But if I can make a request of you anyway... might I have another fan? This one works perfectly well, but if I lose it while I can't see, I have no spare...
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