[Wolfwood kindof shrugs his shoulders at that, hands in his pockets as he makes his way in.]
I dunno if you have other people talkin' to you on the same day as me, and I know I would be pissed if somebody randomly walked in on me pourin' my heart out.
[Implying he ever does that, but don't worry we'll get to that.
He slumps into the available chair, exhaling on a world-weary sigh.]
You been doin' okay?
[Is how he chooses to start, mainly to avoid talking about himself for as long as he can get away with.]
Mmh... I was a little sad when I couldn't find Affogato... but overall, I'm okay. Elsword is staying with me now. Things have been calmer lately. Mister The Forest hasn't done anything like putting us in a "The Floor Is Lava" game or anything like that in some time.
To spare you a long fuckin' story, Add got a hold of some of my vials and wanted to reverse engineer 'em, and I told him I was uncomfortable with him messin' with them. I couldn't...really convince him otherwise, cause he just kept tellin' me how I should be taking advantage of the power I've got and turn it around for good instead of just throwin' it away. But that don't really change the way how I feel about it...yaknow? Does that make sense?
Like. The shit I use ain't no fuckin' joke. If a normal person were to ingest even a drop, they'd probably drop dead from poisoning. I feel like it's not unreasonable to want people not to touch it.
Mmh... That makes sense. I mean, Add's not been in your shoes. He doesn't know the things you've endured, and trying to "turn it around for good" isn't something that's easily done for someone who's experienced pain in association with it. Some people can, as that would be their way of coping, but others find distance to be easier for them. Both are valid responses, I think, but at the end of the day, especially if it's something you deem absolutely dangerous, putting your foot down about it is okay.
[Wolfwood slumps a little. At least just. Hearing that seems to help, if nothing else.]
We ended up reachin' an agreement that if he wanted to experiment with 'em, he couldn't use 'em on himself, or anyone else. Just me. Like...
[...]
I ain't against the idea. I just don't think I could live with the thought that someone else got hurt due to 'em, even if it wasn't because of me directly.
Mmh... it still sort of feels like it's your responsibility because it's something you own, right? Like when your dog bites someone, that's still on you, and stuff...
[ Or when your God grows in the Grove and inflicts trauma on everyone. Haha. ha... ]
If you'd like, I could talk with him? Maybe try to convince him to not do something like that, period...?
At Mizuki's offer, though...Wolfwood's expression softens, and his shoulders sag a bit.]
Naah. I don't really want 'im to know I talked to anybody about it, I mostly just needed to vent. I think it's fine now, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't...I dunno. Bein' unreasonable, cause I know I can do that.
You've been doing a lot better, though. And the fact that you're being careful and worried about it now speaks volumes to the amount you're putting in to trying. You're doing a good job, Wolfwood.
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I dunno if you have other people talkin' to you on the same day as me, and I know I would be pissed if somebody randomly walked in on me pourin' my heart out.
[Implying he ever does that, but don't worry we'll get to that.
He slumps into the available chair, exhaling on a world-weary sigh.]
You been doin' okay?
[Is how he chooses to start, mainly to avoid talking about himself for as long as he can get away with.]
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What about you?
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[If anybody in this godforsaken place deserves a break, it's Mizuki. Something calm, something easy...
Of course he wouldn't keep the topic on Misuki for long, causing Wolfwood's nose to wrinkle.]
Things...have been better. But I guess you could say that's true for literally almost any day, here.
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[Which, like, that's kindof Mizuki's whole job but u know]
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I'm all ears, then.
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[So that's a good start already.]
To spare you a long fuckin' story, Add got a hold of some of my vials and wanted to reverse engineer 'em, and I told him I was uncomfortable with him messin' with them. I couldn't...really convince him otherwise, cause he just kept tellin' me how I should be taking advantage of the power I've got and turn it around for good instead of just throwin' it away. But that don't really change the way how I feel about it...yaknow? Does that make sense?
Like. The shit I use ain't no fuckin' joke. If a normal person were to ingest even a drop, they'd probably drop dead from poisoning. I feel like it's not unreasonable to want people not to touch it.
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[Wolfwood slumps a little. At least just. Hearing that seems to help, if nothing else.]
We ended up reachin' an agreement that if he wanted to experiment with 'em, he couldn't use 'em on himself, or anyone else. Just me. Like...
[...]
I ain't against the idea. I just don't think I could live with the thought that someone else got hurt due to 'em, even if it wasn't because of me directly.
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[ Or when your God grows in the Grove and inflicts trauma on everyone. Haha. ha... ]
If you'd like, I could talk with him? Maybe try to convince him to not do something like that, period...?
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At Mizuki's offer, though...Wolfwood's expression softens, and his shoulders sag a bit.]
Naah. I don't really want 'im to know I talked to anybody about it, I mostly just needed to vent. I think it's fine now, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't...I dunno. Bein' unreasonable, cause I know I can do that.
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I...am? You think so?