[ Atsumu. Was that his name? Come to think of it, he never got that idiot's name. ]
... yeah, him.
[ Sure, it sounds close enough. (He's totally just guessing.)
For better or for worse, Gen's distracted by the sight of Howl stretching out his wings, still struggling to reconcile the sight of those massive, feathery appendages with his previous mental image of the other as a slim, frankly unimpressive-looking man. And when Howl suggests his next course of action, he promptly stiffens. ]
-- s'not like I'm trying to protect him. [ Wait, not that bit. His brow furrows as he looks dubiously as Howl's back. ] ... and I'm pretty heavy.
no subject
... yeah, him.
[ Sure, it sounds close enough. (He's totally just guessing.)
For better or for worse, Gen's distracted by the sight of Howl stretching out his wings, still struggling to reconcile the sight of those massive, feathery appendages with his previous mental image of the other as a slim, frankly unimpressive-looking man. And when Howl suggests his next course of action, he promptly stiffens. ]
-- s'not like I'm trying to protect him. [ Wait, not that bit. His brow furrows as he looks dubiously as Howl's back. ] ... and I'm pretty heavy.
[ Can Howl really fly with him? ]