[Being a proud believer in #poetlyfe, he avoids going out in direct sunlight much more than necessary - which is of course whenever he can't get out of it, but the point is his lifestyle sees him in the shade or inside entirely more often than not. Even with that, he pales noticeably at the word "crush."
Crush. Yes. That was what she would do to him. It obviously isn't the other meaning of the word. He's had fun catching up on slang and colloquialisms for what they can add to his work, but maybe he could've gone without this one. He doesn't lean back, though - he could never let his discomfort show that obviously, that'd be too inelegant, but... he can still feel the blood draining from his face. How embarrassing. He must look like an idiot.]
I don't think -
[No, no.]
How ridiculous... That an animal could have any feelings for me is laughable. You are her master as well as mine; who does it fall upon to care for her?
[If he can get paler than he already is, Cherche thinks it's time for him to go see more sunlight. More tan. It'll be healthy for him! And the outdoors can inspire more literature.
But yes, not that kind of crush, Kasen, but definitely that kind of crush. Cherche had noticed that Minerva seemed to be quite taken by Kasen. Particularly his hair.
She waves a hand before laughing cheerfully.]
Aha, why is ridiculous? You're quite likeable, I'm surprised she didn't like you sooner. [Or has eaten his hair yet.] When you put it that way, though, should I give you orders to care for her? [Someone help this poor sword, she's just picking on him now.]
[God. Why god. Tadaoki didn't die for him to end up as a wyvern chewtoy. His discomfort is growing plainer and plainer on his face, but he pastes over it with a refreshing smile.]
I am certainly capable and pleased to meet with her approval, but - is it my job to care for the animals? I'm only a sword, Master.
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Crush. Yes. That was what she would do to him. It obviously isn't the other meaning of the word. He's had fun catching up on slang and colloquialisms for what they can add to his work, but maybe he could've gone without this one. He doesn't lean back, though - he could never let his discomfort show that obviously, that'd be too inelegant, but... he can still feel the blood draining from his face. How embarrassing. He must look like an idiot.]
I don't think -
[No, no.]
How ridiculous... That an animal could have any feelings for me is laughable. You are her master as well as mine; who does it fall upon to care for her?
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But yes, not that kind of crush, Kasen, but definitely that kind of crush. Cherche had noticed that Minerva seemed to be quite taken by Kasen. Particularly his hair.
She waves a hand before laughing cheerfully.]
Aha, why is ridiculous? You're quite likeable, I'm surprised she didn't like you sooner. [Or has eaten his hair yet.] When you put it that way, though, should I give you orders to care for her? [Someone help this poor sword, she's just picking on him now.]
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I am certainly capable and pleased to meet with her approval, but - is it my job to care for the animals? I'm only a sword, Master.