[ his answer wasn't what she wanted. Or maybe the question wasn't something she ever intended to ask at all - he can't tell. Either way, she's withdrawing, seeming like she regrets having said anything, and Johnny lets her. There's nothing in it for him in forcing her to chat about her issues; he's not exactly yearning to befriend someone who barely sees him as human, from his point of view, even if she is half horse. He just doesn't want to see her wither away and die, especially not for something as stupid as pride. It's frustrating. More than that, it's sad.
He tugs on Slow Dancer's reins just slightly to get her attention back, though he doesn't make to leave yet; the horse clearly wants to investigate Hayame, canting her head in that direction just a little, but even Slow Dancer can read the signs of a creature that does not want to be approached. ]
I live around here, [ he comments, blandly, letting her interpret that however she likes. Maybe he'll buy a second sandwich next time, just in case. ] Don't be dead next time I catch you. We're supposed to be on the same team.
[ that's how it was in Greentruth; this place is different, but they're still bound by that familiar thread in a world where they're surrounded by a thousand strangers. ]
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He tugs on Slow Dancer's reins just slightly to get her attention back, though he doesn't make to leave yet; the horse clearly wants to investigate Hayame, canting her head in that direction just a little, but even Slow Dancer can read the signs of a creature that does not want to be approached. ]
I live around here, [ he comments, blandly, letting her interpret that however she likes. Maybe he'll buy a second sandwich next time, just in case. ] Don't be dead next time I catch you. We're supposed to be on the same team.
[ that's how it was in Greentruth; this place is different, but they're still bound by that familiar thread in a world where they're surrounded by a thousand strangers. ]