A PC WITH A MIDDLE SCHOOLER

[justfists]

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[maskarang]

You're mistaken. If you recall, I said this before: group activities don't interest me. I work alone.

[justfists]

Yes, but compared to Kohaku?

[maskarang]

I can't say. The only time I've spoken with the man was in that dream.

[justfists]

Well, I've only spoken to him once myself, but it... wasn't the most pleasant.

[when he was accusing her in trial. obviously not pleasant.]

But you also didn't seem to work alone. You're close with Owain, aren't you?

[maskarang]

[ obviously. he wouldn't blame her if she didn't speak to kohaku much more after that. at the mention of working with owain, he frowns. ]

... I suppose I am. Owain, Cynthia, and I come from the same world.

[justfists]

Yes, that was the impression I got from Owain.

So you know him very well, right...? That doesn't sound like you're a total loner.

[maskarang]

[ looking at her thoughtfully for a moment. ]

You doubt me without knowing our circumstances. Listen closely and do not ask me to repeat myself a third time: I suppose we are close. Now. Before coming here, he and I had little reason to speak in spite of fighting in the same wars.

[justfists]

Oh.

[she looks a little surprised at that.]

Now, but not before.

[maskarang]

If you have a question, ask it. I have little patience for leading questions.

[justfists]

No, I just thought you knew each other well, based off how he'd promised me he'd get you involved with group things. It's a little surprising to find out you were distant?

[maskarang]

As I said, we fought in the same wars. He believes that meant something, but his views have nothing to do with mine.