[Chuuya completely understands wanting to defend his home, and he doesn’t fault Atsushi for that in the slightest. It’s not the same as taking sides in a war, obviously; more like self-defense, which is almost always justified. No, Chuuya doesn’t blame him for that at all; what gets that confused reaction out of him is Atsushi’s declaration of supposed helplessness. He’s not here to give anyone butt pats about themselves or stroke their ego, of course, it’s just that he’s genuinely baffled about why Atsushi would say that.]
What, did you lose your ability to turn into a weretiger or something? What do you mean there’s not a lot you can do?
[Chuuya downs the rest of his wine before cutting his eyes back to Atsushi, a rather intense look reflected in their depths.]
You’ve got the power and the strength to do whatever you want. I know because you’re the one who gave the Port Mafia such fucking trouble. So what’s the deal? Do you need help finding your balls or something?
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[Chuuya completely understands wanting to defend his home, and he doesn’t fault Atsushi for that in the slightest. It’s not the same as taking sides in a war, obviously; more like self-defense, which is almost always justified. No, Chuuya doesn’t blame him for that at all; what gets that confused reaction out of him is Atsushi’s declaration of supposed helplessness. He’s not here to give anyone butt pats about themselves or stroke their ego, of course, it’s just that he’s genuinely baffled about why Atsushi would say that.]
What, did you lose your ability to turn into a weretiger or something? What do you mean there’s not a lot you can do?
[Chuuya downs the rest of his wine before cutting his eyes back to Atsushi, a rather intense look reflected in their depths.]
You’ve got the power and the strength to do whatever you want. I know because you’re the one who gave the Port Mafia such fucking trouble. So what’s the deal? Do you need help finding your balls or something?