That dopey smile of your says otherwise. [ He's never seen anybody look so content and happy standing over a smoking pile of burnt crap...Solomon can be disappointed all he wants, but please, the self-awareness... ] And you're older than me, so that's what matters.
[ His lips, naturally, quirk downward at the prolonged silence; he's still not particularly pleased, even if he did tone it down a bit. Abrasiveness is, unfortunately, just his default setting.
Enough of a default setting that he looks vaguely startled for a brief moment at the insinuation he's caring, and for some reason, he can just about hear it in Takeba's voice. This downcasts into a grimace, fingers tugging his beanie down further over his eyes to hide the aggravated, awkward look on his face. ]
Tch. You don't know what the hell you're talking about. [ It's not something he'd describe himself with, even if everyone else says otherwise. Old habits die hard. ] And we're talkin' about kitchen hazards, not magic. There's a difference between being open-minded and being careful.
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[ His lips, naturally, quirk downward at the prolonged silence; he's still not particularly pleased, even if he did tone it down a bit. Abrasiveness is, unfortunately, just his default setting.
Enough of a default setting that he looks vaguely startled for a brief moment at the insinuation he's caring, and for some reason, he can just about hear it in Takeba's voice. This downcasts into a grimace, fingers tugging his beanie down further over his eyes to hide the aggravated, awkward look on his face. ]
Tch. You don't know what the hell you're talking about. [ It's not something he'd describe himself with, even if everyone else says otherwise. Old habits die hard. ] And we're talkin' about kitchen hazards, not magic. There's a difference between being open-minded and being careful.