[Ryuji doesn't have to lift a hand to land a slap, deceptively even-toned.
He has no desire to keep drawing attention back to an ugly truth when he doesn't want to look at it too closely himself, but Mondo is like an animal with teeth bared, riling himself up to use them. A good thwack with a rolled up newspaper is a reminder not to bite.
If Mondo were to back up his threats with action--and Ryuji has no doubt he's capable of it--he's ready to stop him. It isn't the first time someone's found Ryuji aggravating enough to hit, besides. And it won't be the last. Hazards of the job--and of being who he is.
He doesn't say anything else until the other ushers him inside--but what he walks into throws him for a loop.]
--What the hell?
[He'd been expecting a bedroom, not... whatever this is.]
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[Ryuji doesn't have to lift a hand to land a slap, deceptively even-toned.
He has no desire to keep drawing attention back to an ugly truth when he doesn't want to look at it too closely himself, but Mondo is like an animal with teeth bared, riling himself up to use them. A good thwack with a rolled up newspaper is a reminder not to bite.
If Mondo were to back up his threats with action--and Ryuji has no doubt he's capable of it--he's ready to stop him. It isn't the first time someone's found Ryuji aggravating enough to hit, besides. And it won't be the last. Hazards of the job--and of being who he is.
He doesn't say anything else until the other ushers him inside--but what he walks into throws him for a loop.]
--What the hell?
[He'd been expecting a bedroom, not... whatever this is.]