[As you're somewhat familiar with his world, understanding that you'd want to be a fighter is not difficult for him. Not that, if you were, you'd have any choice about it. But that doesn't seem to bother you, and it's mostly beneath his notice - except when someone is being annoying and harping on it.]
[Long pause, at that. The obvious question is Just how long have you been watching me? But Soubi is nonchalant.] Not everyone does, no. But I think my training would have been extensive, regardless of whether I responded well to it. My teacher had personal reasons for that. [And while fighters don't tend to seek Ritsu-sensei out, many sacrifices have a thing for absolute control and firepower. He could afford to be quite selective, but Soubi had to deal with the fact that he wasn't alone. He did stand out because nobody pushed himself harder. Although ... nobody else depended on Ritsu-sensei as completely as he did.]
I don't plan to. [It's about as casual as such a statement could possibly be. There's no promise that he won't; it's just not on the table for now. You aren't significant enough to consider inflicting damage on. Nagisa more or less desensitized him to women who act incompetent because they think it's more attractive than admitting they're skilled, so your saying you're clumsy carries absolutely no weight with him. Self-perception, especially the kind that's verbalized, is not what he measures people by. He is amused that you'd give him a twice-over, before saying that you don't think he'll hurt you, though.]
If I minded, I would have told you that you didn't interest me in the slightest. [How he manages to make that sound like a pleasantly neutral statement, his mun will never know. Soubi lets it freeze the air for a moment, and then adds,] You're not bothering me.
I have a couple of hours to myself, unless I'm called, and was planning to spend them at the park. If you want to come, we can keep talking. [His words are a little rusty, like he seldom has occasion to invite anyone. Or really, be around anyone without a fixed place in relation to him. That was ... probably the right degree of polite, though. He'll measure it by how you react.]
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Date: 2012-02-29 11:17 pm (UTC)[Long pause, at that. The obvious question is Just how long have you been watching me? But Soubi is nonchalant.] Not everyone does, no. But I think my training would have been extensive, regardless of whether I responded well to it. My teacher had personal reasons for that. [And while fighters don't tend to seek Ritsu-sensei out, many sacrifices have a thing for absolute control and firepower. He could afford to be quite selective, but Soubi had to deal with the fact that he wasn't alone. He did stand out because nobody pushed himself harder. Although ... nobody else depended on Ritsu-sensei as completely as he did.]
I don't plan to. [It's about as casual as such a statement could possibly be. There's no promise that he won't; it's just not on the table for now. You aren't significant enough to consider inflicting damage on. Nagisa more or less desensitized him to women who act incompetent because they think it's more attractive than admitting they're skilled, so your saying you're clumsy carries absolutely no weight with him. Self-perception, especially the kind that's verbalized, is not what he measures people by. He is amused that you'd give him a twice-over, before saying that you don't think he'll hurt you, though.]
If I minded, I would have told you that you didn't interest me in the slightest. [How he manages to make that sound like a pleasantly neutral statement, his mun will never know. Soubi lets it freeze the air for a moment, and then adds,] You're not bothering me.
I have a couple of hours to myself, unless I'm called, and was planning to spend them at the park. If you want to come, we can keep talking. [His words are a little rusty, like he seldom has occasion to invite anyone. Or really, be around anyone without a fixed place in relation to him. That was ... probably the right degree of polite, though. He'll measure it by how you react.]