Everything in Tokyo is a bit flashy. Hot Pot is better with a few people, though.
[ And she knows him well enough to know what that means. A total lack of friends and not actually liking spending time with most people meant he didn't do things like that often. ]
Not very often. Only if I need more supplies. [ For his manga, of course, because he wants the best. ] They probably do. I hadn't really looked.
[ He cracks open a couple of eggs to let them start cooking. ]
Yeah...it's fun with a lot of people. Maybe one time we could take some people with us. You know, us, and some people we both know...
[She's careful about the way she frames the remark. "One time", which means it won't be the only time. Which means that even if once there are other people let in on the outing, there will be some just for the two of them, too.
It's how they work. He bends for her, she bends for him. They work.]
Oh, I go up there all the time. That's where the academy is, so I'm up there for classes, and then sometimes I just take Arnold and go walk around. Only in the daylight, of course. But it's fun to look at everything.
You mean one time you can bring your friends when we go.
[ He knows that she knows how he is. It's no secret that he doesn't have or make friends. Rohan doesn't have many friends that he trusts. At least not enough to not use her to motivate him to fight and grow. Especially not after some of the things he's heard Hisoka say. He doesn't trust him enough to let him know who she is.
When he speaks, though, it doesn't sound angry or bitter - not even slightly. Just, easy. Just as light as anything else he says. There's no insult or upset. It's just how he is. And he knows it. ]
It sounds like you were reassuring me it was safe
[ He turns off the burner with the rice, the eggs cooked enough to add it. ]
I shouldn't be your only friend, you know. I know they're not all easy to get along with, but some of the other Stand users are pretty nice.
[She rocks back and forth on her feet, idling with an additional thought on the tip of her tongue. And under normal circumstances, maybe it would've stayed there, but this is Cordis, and she's feeling it.]
Not that I want to share you or anything. But it'd be good for you to know some people.
[And for a second, she almost looks surprised that it slipped out, but she doesn't take it back, either.]
I was reassuring you that it's safe. You'd get worried if you thought I was walking around somewhere that wasn't, wouldn't you?
You're - not. [ Sort of. ] But I don't know anyone trustworthy, and I definitely do not trust other Stand users. Giorno's an okay person.
[ Oops. It doesn't help that he's had few positive interactions with any since he's gotten his Stand. Usually they end up either trying to kill each other or he just doesn't end up liking them. ]
So you won't have to worry about sharing me at all.
[ He does feel pretty reassured, though. ]
Absolutely. I'd have to give you some extra skills to defend yourself.
Or I could skip to the part where I find out what I need to know and decide.
[ Preferred. Much preferred. Heaven's Door is Rohan's 'getting to know you' cheat code where he doesn't have to get to know anyone. He is certain Reimi will quit that idea really fast. ]
I mean give you, Reimi. Obviously. I'm flattered you think I cold teach.
[ He scoops up the omurice for her, and puts it on the place, nudging it in her direction as he cracks more eggs to let them cook. ]
If it were about you staying safe, it would be an immediate thing.
You know, if you never practice a skill the hard way, it'll always be hard, and you'll never know any other way to do it except the easy way. But you already know that.
[Fortunately, though, she gets caught on the next bit — that and the omurice both, which smells absolutely fucking delicious to her (and her Cordis) right now, and the polite thing to do would be to wait until he's got a plate too, but then her stomach growls insistently and thoughts of restraint immediately disappear.]
...You'd write in me. That's what you're getting at. And then I'd just know, right?
I know, Reimi. I was an established manga-ka before I had my Stand, but if you don't have to - why would you?
[ It wounds like a lot of Extra Work. Extra work that he doesn't want to do. And no one can make him. He spins to finish putting together his omurice. He hurries putting his together and gets himself a fork and plate. Because he doesn't want to leave her waiting. He props himself on his counter with an elbow. ]
Yes. That's exactly what I'd do. I know you'd be safe, then. That's what matters most to me.
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[ And she knows him well enough to know what that means. A total lack of friends and not actually liking spending time with most people meant he didn't do things like that often. ]
Not very often. Only if I need more supplies. [ For his manga, of course, because he wants the best. ] They probably do. I hadn't really looked.
[ He cracks open a couple of eggs to let them start cooking. ]
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[She's careful about the way she frames the remark. "One time", which means it won't be the only time. Which means that even if once there are other people let in on the outing, there will be some just for the two of them, too.
It's how they work. He bends for her, she bends for him. They work.]
Oh, I go up there all the time. That's where the academy is, so I'm up there for classes, and then sometimes I just take Arnold and go walk around. Only in the daylight, of course. But it's fun to look at everything.
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[ He knows that she knows how he is. It's no secret that he doesn't have or make friends. Rohan doesn't have many friends that he trusts. At least not enough to not use her to motivate him to fight and grow. Especially not after some of the things he's heard Hisoka say. He doesn't trust him enough to let him know who she is.
When he speaks, though, it doesn't sound angry or bitter - not even slightly. Just, easy. Just as light as anything else he says. There's no insult or upset. It's just how he is. And he knows it. ]
It sounds like you were reassuring me it was safe
[ He turns off the burner with the rice, the eggs cooked enough to add it. ]
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[She rocks back and forth on her feet, idling with an additional thought on the tip of her tongue. And under normal circumstances, maybe it would've stayed there, but this is Cordis, and she's feeling it.]
Not that I want to share you or anything. But it'd be good for you to know some people.
[And for a second, she almost looks surprised that it slipped out, but she doesn't take it back, either.]
I was reassuring you that it's safe. You'd get worried if you thought I was walking around somewhere that wasn't, wouldn't you?
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[ Oops. It doesn't help that he's had few positive interactions with any since he's gotten his Stand. Usually they end up either trying to kill each other or he just doesn't end up liking them. ]
So you won't have to worry about sharing me at all.
[ He does feel pretty reassured, though. ]
Absolutely. I'd have to give you some extra skills to defend yourself.
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[...Well. Normal people wouldn't, anyway. But this is Rohan; everything is more complicated when Heaven's Door is in play.
And actually, speaking of...]
"Give me" some extra skills? You mean teach me?
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[ Preferred. Much preferred. Heaven's Door is Rohan's 'getting to know you' cheat code where he doesn't have to get to know anyone. He is certain Reimi will quit that idea really fast. ]
I mean give you, Reimi. Obviously. I'm flattered you think I cold teach.
[ He scoops up the omurice for her, and puts it on the place, nudging it in her direction as he cracks more eggs to let them cook. ]
If it were about you staying safe, it would be an immediate thing.
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[Fortunately, though, she gets caught on the next bit — that and the omurice both, which smells absolutely fucking delicious to her (and her Cordis) right now, and the polite thing to do would be to wait until he's got a plate too, but then her stomach growls insistently and thoughts of restraint immediately disappear.]
...You'd write in me. That's what you're getting at. And then I'd just know, right?
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[ It wounds like a lot of Extra Work. Extra work that he doesn't want to do. And no one can make him. He spins to finish putting together his omurice. He hurries putting his together and gets himself a fork and plate. Because he doesn't want to leave her waiting. He props himself on his counter with an elbow. ]
Yes. That's exactly what I'd do. I know you'd be safe, then. That's what matters most to me.