[The coldly rejected offer has Trip withdrawing his hand, with only the slightest annoyance. Mostly, he felt a budding respect for the older boy...
Quickly dashed, of course, by the insult.]
H-hey! Now listen here, you big brute...!
[Even in the middle of his angry outburst, he's fortunately not too loud or distracted to catch that chattering of teeth. Right, there's no one around to change this one, is there?]
Well, I suppose I have no choice but to tell you... [You'd be lost without him, here implied, of course. Terribly smug.] Abandoned Factory. In the city of Glie. This a nest where Haibane, like us, are born... or, er, hatched. They're called that because they have wings, but they don't look a thing like angels.
... the ones I've seen look like a bunch of punks, if you ask me.
You shouldn't stay in those, by the way. They washed and clothed me when they found me— [Or, he's pretty sure they did, anyway... he kind of dropped unconscious after breaking free, maybe he spent more of this day sleeping than he thought he did, but he was clean when he woke up.] I saw a bathroom on the way here.
[Certainly, the boy's face is very flushed and soon as he turns to walk, he sways quite a bit. He doesn't make a sound and quickly rights his posture, his hand touching the wall only for an instant of support, insisting on walking alone.
They're both incredibly stubborn, prideful brats, it seems.]
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Quickly dashed, of course, by the insult.]
H-hey! Now listen here, you big brute...!
[Even in the middle of his angry outburst, he's fortunately not too loud or distracted to catch that chattering of teeth. Right, there's no one around to change this one, is there?]
Well, I suppose I have no choice but to tell you... [You'd be lost without him, here implied, of course. Terribly smug.] Abandoned Factory. In the city of Glie. This a nest where Haibane, like us, are born... or, er, hatched. They're called that because they have wings, but they don't look a thing like angels.
... the ones I've seen look like a bunch of punks, if you ask me.
You shouldn't stay in those, by the way. They washed and clothed me when they found me— [Or, he's pretty sure they did, anyway... he kind of dropped unconscious after breaking free, maybe he spent more of this day sleeping than he thought he did, but he was clean when he woke up.] I saw a bathroom on the way here.
[Certainly, the boy's face is very flushed and soon as he turns to walk, he sways quite a bit. He doesn't make a sound and quickly rights his posture, his hand touching the wall only for an instant of support, insisting on walking alone.
They're both incredibly stubborn, prideful brats, it seems.]