[Really, Fukawa's overcriticism of things and how she goes about her words remind him of death. The pang in his heart is nostalgic, and he's thankful he drank a special tonic not too long ago to subdue any coughing fits that said nostalgia may cause.
Still, clearing his throat, his lip quirks lightly.] Well, perhaps it's a matter of cultural differences. Though…
[A little sprite comes over to him, little dress billowing as it looks at his flaming laurels. The sprite has clearly decided that the twunk with the strong biceps is safer than the skinny girl.] Do you really have to prank everyone for not agreeing to your rituals?
[The sprite nods. Zag nods back.] I see.
[Though he does frown and looks at Fukawa as if it's the most serious thing in the world to consider what she wants.
Which, to Zag? Yes. He's not like the rest of his extended family, thank you.] Oh, I do understand that going through with it may be an issue for you, though, but it's alright; I respect that.
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Still, clearing his throat, his lip quirks lightly.] Well, perhaps it's a matter of cultural differences. Though…
[A little sprite comes over to him, little dress billowing as it looks at his flaming laurels. The sprite has clearly decided that the twunk with the strong biceps is safer than the skinny girl.] Do you really have to prank everyone for not agreeing to your rituals?
[The sprite nods. Zag nods back.] I see.
[Though he does frown and looks at Fukawa as if it's the most serious thing in the world to consider what she wants.
Which, to Zag? Yes. He's not like the rest of his extended family, thank you.] Oh, I do understand that going through with it may be an issue for you, though, but it's alright; I respect that.