[ He leans back into his warm spot, folds his hands on his lap. He's relaxing, but thinking. He thinks about King and Kusanagi and doesn't think they ever used people like that. Wryly, he thinks that maybe his king would've not dealt with people at all, but he was never mean to them (except maybe that one time he smashed Kusanagi's face in for a game—).
A little smile beams over his face. ]
I think it's good to have standards like that. I think that means...you surround yourself with good people who care.
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[ He leans back into his warm spot, folds his hands on his lap. He's relaxing, but thinking. He thinks about King and Kusanagi and doesn't think they ever used people like that. Wryly, he thinks that maybe his king would've not dealt with people at all, but he was never mean to them (except maybe that one time he smashed Kusanagi's face in for a game—).
A little smile beams over his face. ]
I think it's good to have standards like that. I think that means...you surround yourself with good people who care.