[ Neither of them are dense enough to delude themselves into thinking that this girl is their Sakura. It only takes a look to get on the same wavelength: it's not her. Or it is, like the Tomoyo in Piffle was like the Tomoyo he knew but not, like however many iterations of each and every person exists across spans of universes. Different Sakura, same 'soul.'
Maybe that's why his response isn't gruff. (Well—not to Sakura. Fai gets a downright withering glare, he's going to punch him in the throat later.) Usually he'd be more spirited, agitated, and though he's not nearly as soft as Fai, it's as close as he gets to warm. ]
...Kurogane.
[ Feels odd having to correct her, but it is what it is. After shifting away, he looks down at her, considering. Not because he's Deeply Pondering his questions, but because he doesn't have much grace about these things. ] What's ALASTAIR want with you here?
MURDERS
Maybe that's why his response isn't gruff. (Well—not to Sakura. Fai gets a downright withering glare, he's going to punch him in the throat later.) Usually he'd be more spirited, agitated, and though he's not nearly as soft as Fai, it's as close as he gets to warm. ]
...Kurogane.
[ Feels odd having to correct her, but it is what it is. After shifting away, he looks down at her, considering. Not because he's Deeply Pondering his questions, but because he doesn't have much grace about these things. ] What's ALASTAIR want with you here?
[ how do you even children, fai do something ]