[Shiro greets him with a nod in turn. The grim look is one that seems out of place on him, and it shows off his years pretty well. Now that there's not kids around, he doesn't feel the need to force a smile.]
[More arrows to defend himself with. More ammunition to potentially put down stray dogs. He was slow to the draw last time, and Chiron doesn't feel like being caught off-guard again.]
They're twins, both fifteen. Rin is the older one, and he's a hothead. He'd be the one trying to punch people during trials. And Yukio, he's the logical thinker, but he internalizes everything. He'd be wrevked by what happened this weekend.
I just can't imagine how anyone could look at their own kids and say "they're bad luck, I'm gonna make 'em fight to the death." That's not right, you know?
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But after checking in on some of the children, he will make myself visible in the town square, having settled near a wall with his tools.
He's making more arrows. Given everything that has happened, that is probably no surprise.
But he'll greet Shiro when he approaches with a nod]
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Preparing?
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[More arrows to defend himself with. More ammunition to potentially put down stray dogs. He was slow to the draw last time, and Chiron doesn't feel like being caught off-guard again.]
I doubt the deaths will stop here.
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[He rubs at his temple.]
What a mess...at least my boys aren't here.
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Sons, I assume...?
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They're twins, both fifteen. Rin is the older one, and he's a hothead. He'd be the one trying to punch people during trials. And Yukio, he's the logical thinker, but he internalizes everything. He'd be wrevked by what happened this weekend.
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his expression settles after hearing this, though he watches Shiro carefully.]
Ah. They sound the handful in their own individual ways.
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But good kids if they would be understandably moved to anger given what transpired.
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...
[He rubs at his face before sighing.]
I just can't imagine how anyone could look at their own kids and say "they're bad luck, I'm gonna make 'em fight to the death." That's not right, you know?