[ Chihiro could lament about English, only hers was far more elementary, Dear Watson. His surprise has her outright staring. ]
You didn't feel that?
[ Scratch simply looking concerned. Chihiro sets down her pot and carefully tries to take Shizuo's hands by the wrists to tug at this grown man who frankly towers over her. ]
It's that bad Come on. Have you been hitting all of them barehanded?
[ She knows what that feels like personally (accidental as it may have been) and doesn't see the evidence on his skin that he's rapidly healing back from injuries. Having met one person with such an ability, she won't discount the potential for others to be likewise equipped.
She's also ten and brooking no nonsense, which may or may not explain why someone half his size is trying to drag him off to the dining halls, looking pretty determined as she does so. ]
we will rule this house of lateness okay (also I'm sorry for Chihiro)
You didn't feel that?
[ Scratch simply looking concerned. Chihiro sets down her pot and carefully tries to take Shizuo's hands by the wrists to tug at this grown man who frankly towers over her. ]
It's that bad Come on. Have you been hitting all of them barehanded?
[ She knows what that feels like personally (accidental as it may have been) and doesn't see the evidence on his skin that he's rapidly healing back from injuries. Having met one person with such an ability, she won't discount the potential for others to be likewise equipped.
She's also ten and brooking no nonsense, which may or may not explain why someone half his size is trying to drag him off to the dining halls, looking pretty determined as she does so. ]