[That had managed to snap him back in place, even just somewhat. Still it doesn't really lull the nagging part of him that wonders if this place is truly that peaceful. And his worries were correct, he would never be able to forgive himself for failing.]
What if he's missing due to another party, what would you then?
[It seems so easy to say that on paper, and arguably it normally is in a way with something like CROWDS easily accessible. In world, anyways.]
I see...
[Sugane tries to keep face calm as possible, but it's s clear that he's even more worried. Whether Kuramochi had ran off because he was drunk or someone (something) took advantage of his intoxicated state and abduct him, there's... really nothing he can do. It's completely out of his control and he hates this feeling of helplessness above anything else.]
[Honestly, it's an incredibly thick-headed response to a hypothetical situation. Is it a joke? Is he even serious about it? Who knows. He doesn't come from the same background as Sugane, having to battle internet trolls to save the world, or whatever Gatchamen do. But Ryousuke isn't a stranger to bullies. If someone messes with you or your brother, you stand up for him and fight back -- and the same rules still likely apply. Even if Sugane's hypothetical bullies were even bigger than those on the playground.]
[Since that seems to put the matter to rest, Ryousuke pushes back his chair and takes his untouched plate with him. At least he's scraping the food into a container for later. Someone so kindly bothered to cook in the first place, after all.
He looks back up to Sugane, indicating to his plate.] Are you done with that?
[He grimaces, well, that's the end of that and it looks like there's no way to put it back on track to that particular conversation. Actually he feels a little sick looking at his own cooking.
He nods.]
I think I won't be eating anymore for the night.
[And probably not going to get any sleep tonight.]
[Ryousuke's already slipping on his shoes when Sugane moves to join him... with the mop. That was quick. But it was the answer he was expecting.
He grins, something a little bit wild and mischievous.]
Suit yourself. [If you folllow, he's not going to stop you.
They're idiots, planning on searching in the dark for someone with no real clues or starting point. Two pairs of hands make better than one, though. He's turning the door handle, swinging it open, and shoulders his bat.]
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[That had managed to snap him back in place, even just somewhat. Still it doesn't really lull the nagging part of him that wonders if this place is truly that peaceful. And his worries were correct, he would never be able to forgive himself for failing.]
What if he's missing due to another party, what would you then?
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[One he thinks is highly unlikely. Although he does appear to be thinking through a proper answer to Sugane's question.
Got it.]
I'd chase them down and beat them up, of course.
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I see...
[Sugane tries to keep face calm as possible, but it's s clear that he's even more worried. Whether Kuramochi had ran off because he was drunk or someone (something) took advantage of his intoxicated state and abduct him, there's... really nothing he can do. It's completely out of his control and he hates this feeling of helplessness above anything else.]
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[Since that seems to put the matter to rest, Ryousuke pushes back his chair and takes his untouched plate with him. At least he's scraping the food into a container for later. Someone so kindly bothered to cook in the first place, after all.
He looks back up to Sugane, indicating to his plate.] Are you done with that?
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He nods.]
I think I won't be eating anymore for the night.
[And probably not going to get any sleep tonight.]
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And then glances back at Sugane again. Jeez.]
So what's your plan for the rest of the evening? Worrying yourself to death?
[Because you sure look like you're doing a good job of that.]
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He quietly gets up from his chair. Actually, he wants to yell until his throat goes completely dry, but that wouldn't really solve anything.]
... No, I'll be at the front porch. Getting some fresh air.
[Yes, he's worrying himself to death.]
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Is that so. [lighthearted, casual] Well, I'm going to chase someone down and beat them up.
[Namely, Kuramochi.]
If you weren't already busy, I'd invite you to join me.
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I'm coming with you.
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He grins, something a little bit wild and mischievous.]
Suit yourself. [If you folllow, he's not going to stop you.
They're idiots, planning on searching in the dark for someone with no real clues or starting point. Two pairs of hands make better than one, though. He's turning the door handle, swinging it open, and shoulders his bat.]