[He is the very picture of mortified embarrassment. The very picture, the narration would like to add, that Okina Qruse has drawn, and if her circle's doujinshi weren't printed and bound so they're impossible to scan there might be an icon - but that's out of character grousing, and so irrelevant. Blushing, frozen, mouth opening and closing like he'd like to say something in answer to that but can't quite find language at the moment -
He does, finally.]
Look, it's been a weird couple of weeks, all right? I'm not usually afraid to die, either, but here we are....
[It appears that he found sarcasm along with his words!]
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The very picture, the narration would like to add, that Okina Qruse has drawn, and if her circle's doujinshi weren't printed and bound so they're impossible to scan there might be an icon - but that's out of character grousing, and so irrelevant.Blushing, frozen, mouth opening and closing like he'd like to say something in answer to that but can't quite find language at the moment -He does, finally.]
Look, it's been a weird couple of weeks, all right? I'm not usually afraid to die, either, but here we are....
[It appears that he found sarcasm along with his words!]