[Too many of the Thieves' targets had married themselves to self-defensive denial, unwilling to admit responsibility for damage they'd caused. He expects more of the same from Mondo--more of the same fight that's marked their interactions to date. Reluctant as he is to admit to having anything in common, they're both on the hotheaded spectrum, quick to provoke and be provoked.
So when Mondo doesn't bite back like usual, it stands out. Ryuji's looks away from his examination of the tools on the wall and flicks over him assessingly. Had he hit a sore spot, or does he simply not want the event to compel a confirmation out of him...?
Then Mondo goes and opens his mouth again, adding only about a metric ton of plausibility to the latter option. A real class act they got here. Ryuji snorts, seemingly losing interest in the workshop in favor of narrowing his eyes at the other.]
Shit like what, the truth? Well, get used to it. I ain't just gonna pretend it didn't happen, and I ain't keepin' your dirty secrets for you.
[In case he was at all unclear what his stance is. Ryuji goes ahead and sits down in the nearest seat he finds, a gesture that teleplays he's not afraid of what Mondo might try to do to him alone in a room more than any sign he's getting comfortable.]
All right, time to put your money where your mouth is, hulk. You say you want justice? I'm all ears.
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So when Mondo doesn't bite back like usual, it stands out. Ryuji's looks away from his examination of the tools on the wall and flicks over him assessingly. Had he hit a sore spot, or does he simply not want the event to compel a confirmation out of him...?
Then Mondo goes and opens his mouth again, adding only about a metric ton of plausibility to the latter option. A real class act they got here. Ryuji snorts, seemingly losing interest in the workshop in favor of narrowing his eyes at the other.]
Shit like what, the truth? Well, get used to it. I ain't just gonna pretend it didn't happen, and I ain't keepin' your dirty secrets for you.
[In case he was at all unclear what his stance is. Ryuji goes ahead and sits down in the nearest seat he finds, a gesture that teleplays he's not afraid of what Mondo might try to do to him alone in a room more than any sign he's getting comfortable.]
All right, time to put your money where your mouth is, hulk. You say you want justice? I'm all ears.