"I'm on your mind this early in the morning? Clearly your indoctrination is going well."
Schuldig settled himself on the couch next to Yohji, grinning. Really, he should branch out more with his acquaintances, but the assassin's thoughts had inadvertently reminded him that they had something to discuss. (He'd also noted that his ever-present headache was slowly becoming so routine that he was beginning to simply not notice it, but that was unrelated.)
"But since you brought it up," he continued, before either Yohji or his own meandering thoughts could derail him from the subject at hand, "you know I talked to Aya. But I don't think you need to be worrying about him harassing you for your idiocy the other night; frankly, he acted like he couldn't care less if you're falling apart if it means he has to babysit you. I don't mind telling you it pissed me the hell off, since that apparently means I have to do it for him and looking after people is even less my thing than it is Aya's."
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Schuldig settled himself on the couch next to Yohji, grinning. Really, he should branch out more with his acquaintances, but the assassin's thoughts had inadvertently reminded him that they had something to discuss. (He'd also noted that his ever-present headache was slowly becoming so routine that he was beginning to simply not notice it, but that was unrelated.)
"But since you brought it up," he continued, before either Yohji or his own meandering thoughts could derail him from the subject at hand, "you know I talked to Aya. But I don't think you need to be worrying about him harassing you for your idiocy the other night; frankly, he acted like he couldn't care less if you're falling apart if it means he has to babysit you. I don't mind telling you it pissed me the hell off, since that apparently means I have to do it for him and looking after people is even less my thing than it is Aya's."