[Well, Owen might regret this when it takes a while to recover for this.
He crumples once the blade draws across his thigh, though the pain takes a moment to sink in fully. Even still, the pain isn't a deterrent to Owen. He's had worse. He's had much, much worse, and the words Ryouma shouts are much, much more interesting.]
Oh? Are you talking to me? Or is it at what they want you to see?
[He laughs, just a little unhinged.]
There doesn't need to be a point to watching people struggle with what they want versus what their instinct demands of them.
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He crumples once the blade draws across his thigh, though the pain takes a moment to sink in fully. Even still, the pain isn't a deterrent to Owen. He's had worse. He's had much, much worse, and the words Ryouma shouts are much, much more interesting.]
Oh? Are you talking to me? Or is it at what they want you to see?
[He laughs, just a little unhinged.]
There doesn't need to be a point to watching people struggle with what they want versus what their instinct demands of them.