I could accomplish that much through my own effort, with less risk. Although it would be a simpler task if your bodies were separate... These things are dreadfully... wasteful.
[ "Wasteful" was not remotely the first thing that came to mind. Pointless is a better descriptor, but that's rude and it's not proper and that makes it bad. So she swallows it to replace it with something lighter. Where did that even come from? She doesn't remember knowing words like that.
She's still not that convinced they're all that different to begin with, but a get along shirt would help. Too bad it'd just be a shirt if they're like this... ]
I'll discuss the matter with him at a later date, I suppose. Regardless - I've heard there are serial magazines devoted to the topic of neuropathology. Would that interest you, Berserker? If you won't masturbate, then I'd like to make your stay here as pleasant as I'm able otherwise.
Y-yes, that would be fine! I would certainly appreciate it, thank you. It would be plenty enjoyable...!
[He can't take this though, he wants to just disappear.
As it turns out, he can disappear, in a way. It isn't exactly voluntary, but the more he panics, the harder his heart beats, the closer Hyde comes to overtaking him. Until he takes a step back, unsteady, trying to find something to hold on to.]
She was going to head out to tell one of the maids to figure out that title so she could make the order, but this is a little - ]
... Is everything all right? Is there anything that you need?
[ It's a pretty silly question. Anything physical he'd need he'd already have, so the problem has to be something else. She still manages to muster up something kind of like genuine concern at the sight, though. It's muted, just like, barely visible in her usual expression, but it's there.
Because whatever it is, since it's completely impossible (in her esteemed opinion) for it to be a mana problem, it's not fatal, it's not actually that important. ]
[The bedpost will do as well as anything, at least it offers a solid grip, something that he can easily support his full weight on. And just breathe. Focus on, well, focusing. On staying himself.]
No, it's perfectly all right. Just- Hyde. You know how it is, of course, haha...
[Yep just gloss on over something that's potentially dangerous, that's fine, it's fine.]
[ With barely veiled disappointment. She knew it wasn't going to be important, but. Jesus.
On the other hand, ]
Ah... although I do suppose it's best he's your sole ailment, if he may be considered such. If you were to be attacked by an enemy party, or suffer from a shortage of mana, then...
[ then that makes her look bad! and he'd get hurt! hurt bodies are infinitely more important than hurt feelings, and she doesn't get those anyway. but there's a thoughtful pause ]
Still, for my purposes perhaps it's best you remain unreconciled. ... I've changed my mind. If it's your preference to masturbate, I do recommend that you do so, but I no longer intend to force your hand. You're acceptable as you are.
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[ "Wasteful" was not remotely the first thing that came to mind. Pointless is a better descriptor, but that's rude and it's not proper and that makes it bad. So she swallows it to replace it with something lighter. Where did that even come from? She doesn't remember knowing words like that.
She's still not that convinced they're all that different to begin with, but a get along shirt would help. Too bad it'd just be a shirt if they're like this... ]
I'll discuss the matter with him at a later date, I suppose. Regardless - I've heard there are serial magazines devoted to the topic of neuropathology. Would that interest you, Berserker? If you won't masturbate, then I'd like to make your stay here as pleasant as I'm able otherwise.
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Y-yes, that would be fine! I would certainly appreciate it, thank you. It would be plenty enjoyable...!
[He can't take this though, he wants to just disappear.
As it turns out, he can disappear, in a way. It isn't exactly voluntary, but the more he panics, the harder his heart beats, the closer Hyde comes to overtaking him. Until he takes a step back, unsteady, trying to find something to hold on to.]
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She was going to head out to tell one of the maids to figure out that title so she could make the order, but this is a little - ]
... Is everything all right? Is there anything that you need?
[ It's a pretty silly question. Anything physical he'd need he'd already have, so the problem has to be something else. She still manages to muster up something kind of like genuine concern at the sight, though. It's muted, just like, barely visible in her usual expression, but it's there.
Because whatever it is, since it's completely impossible (in her esteemed opinion) for it to be a mana problem, it's not fatal, it's not actually that important. ]
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No, it's perfectly all right. Just- Hyde. You know how it is, of course, haha...
[Yep just gloss on over something that's potentially dangerous, that's fine, it's fine.]
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[ With barely veiled disappointment. She knew it wasn't going to be important, but. Jesus.
On the other hand, ]
Ah... although I do suppose it's best he's your sole ailment, if he may be considered such. If you were to be attacked by an enemy party, or suffer from a shortage of mana, then...
[ then that makes her look bad! and he'd get hurt! hurt bodies are infinitely more important than hurt feelings, and she doesn't get those anyway. but there's a thoughtful pause ]
Still, for my purposes perhaps it's best you remain unreconciled. ... I've changed my mind. If it's your preference to masturbate, I do recommend that you do so, but I no longer intend to force your hand. You're acceptable as you are.