[There's a little jolt of excitement at the mention of calling it 'romantic'. Because that's what it was. Not just friendship, not just two guys...being guys. Crow's kicking himself a little that Rean got it in before he could. But...
Well, past life Rean deserved to claim that prize too, didn't he.]
Alright, alright, you worked with what you had.
[Crow's jokester side is back, but there's something more...genuine to it now. Light.
There's a small glance at that hand being offered to him, and for a split second, Crow almost brushes it off. He wasn't incapacitated, he didn't NEED the help getting up...
But his hand reaches out anyway, gripping it tight to let Rean help hoist him to his feet. If he were going to atone for his past...and do better in this one...he might as well start here.]
It sounds mechanical. And if the people who came up here had the same thing happen to them...it's gotta be some kind of thing for psychological warfare.
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Well, past life Rean deserved to claim that prize too, didn't he.]
Alright, alright, you worked with what you had.
[Crow's jokester side is back, but there's something more...genuine to it now. Light.
There's a small glance at that hand being offered to him, and for a split second, Crow almost brushes it off. He wasn't incapacitated, he didn't NEED the help getting up...
But his hand reaches out anyway, gripping it tight to let Rean help hoist him to his feet. If he were going to atone for his past...and do better in this one...he might as well start here.]
It sounds mechanical. And if the people who came up here had the same thing happen to them...it's gotta be some kind of thing for psychological warfare.