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[reaquila]

Ah...yeah, right. I'd be able to move a lot more by then.

[He's more excited about being able to move than his own birthday. Being crippled sucks. ]

There's so much I wanna do. I may call on you for help too.

[Leon's always been the reliable sort of person. Nanashi's okay with asking him for help even for mundane things.]

[ascatic]

I'm always a call away. Or text. The more I use my phone, the better I feel equipped to use it.

[ and then Leon takes one of the cookies, dunks it, and takes a nibble. ]

I'll make time for you.

[reaquila]

You're way too nice, old man. I think I'm gonna choke.

[ He's not literally going to choke...no. It's just an expression. ]

Sorry I couldn't keep my promise from before. Remember I said that I wouldn't get into trouble? Well, yeah.

[The kiddo couldn't do that. ]

[ascatic]

Were you looking for trouble, or did trouble find you?

[ elbows on the table, he rests his chin in one of his hands. ]

I can't blame you for the latter. And possibly the former. But I'm not here to blame you for either in the first place, rather... that you should be careful for your friends. And for yourself.

[reaquila]

Trouble found me first. I don't look for it on my own.

[ It used to be the other way around before....Nanashi's changed a lot. He's learning how to be less stupid. ]

I'll be careful and you should too. You can't drop dead on me old man.

[ascatic]

... unfortunate. However, if trouble ever tries to find you again, make sure that trouble doesn't leave unscathed.

[ he rather see Nanashi beat the living heck out of someone trying to hurt him than the other way around. ]

Don't worry. Cats have nine lives. I feel that I still have all of them.

[reaquila]

Right. Make sure it stays that way.

[Nanashi reaches forward and tries to pinch Leon in the cheek.]

You shouldn't lose one of your lives to something like this.

[ascatic]

I won't.

[ ah... his face! with a wince, Leon gently pushes back from the table, mildly annoyed at the attempt to pinch! ]

Hey. If I have something on my face, you can just tell me.

[ but he's not too bothered for long, crossing his arms in general interest. ]

[reaquila]

Sorry, my hand slipped. It's just a reflex.

[HE DOESN'T LOOK SORRY OR REMORSEFUL AT ALL.]

Does your cheek hurt at all from that?