[ stop saying nice things about him???? stop it?????
And of course, he couldn't even find the decency to leave Nishikiyama with his comfortable ambiguity, the special plausible deniability that comes with the knowledge that Tachibana's first language isn't actually Japanese - that maybe he didn't mean for that to come out as loaded as it did. He had to dash that little stickfort, too. No, apparently, Tachibana meant exactly what he said, and his only regret was that he couldn't have been drunk when he said it.
He levels his calm gaze on him, for a contemplative moment punctuated by clacking pool balls. His eyebrows lift. ]
Perhaps so. Though I hope that you won't mind my saying that it's quite difficult to imagine you on the end of any man's leash.
[ Look, they both know well enough about Kazama, but it isn't like he has any ground to stand on when it comes to calling out other people drinking the Kazama Kool-Aid. So he'll do the decent thing and give Kazama what he deserves; silence and a berth wider than his ego.
And he's grateful to have even more excuses to leave those thoughts where they lie. Nishikiyama finishes sipping from his glass and sets it down.
He doesn't even need to think about this one; ]
Sentimentalists and fools who don't need me to tell them what extending such tolerance to mongrels and pigs will get them.
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And of course, he couldn't even find the decency to leave Nishikiyama with his comfortable ambiguity, the special plausible deniability that comes with the knowledge that Tachibana's first language isn't actually Japanese - that maybe he didn't mean for that to come out as loaded as it did. He had to dash that little stickfort, too. No, apparently, Tachibana meant exactly what he said, and his only regret was that he couldn't have been drunk when he said it.
He levels his calm gaze on him, for a contemplative moment punctuated by clacking pool balls. His eyebrows lift. ]
Perhaps so. Though I hope that you won't mind my saying that it's quite difficult to imagine you on the end of any man's leash.
[ Look, they both know well enough about Kazama, but it isn't like he has any ground to stand on when it comes to calling out other people drinking the Kazama Kool-Aid. So he'll do the decent thing and give Kazama what he deserves; silence and a berth wider than his ego.
And he's grateful to have even more excuses to leave those thoughts where they lie. Nishikiyama finishes sipping from his glass and sets it down.
He doesn't even need to think about this one; ]
Sentimentalists and fools who don't need me to tell them what extending such tolerance to mongrels and pigs will get them.