You mean... like a goddamn vacation, if that's what you're talkin' about and lemme just say I am super effin' for all of that.
[From this angle, looking down at Dave, he's just unfortunately more charmed than anything about the apple story. Sort of like looking at a statue of a cow and saying delicious, when you mean something completely different than that.
And in the end, he doesn't know or rather, can't know, what the future of what's facing him actually holds. If there's some sort of thing he needs to be looking out for, or if there's something he knows he can do to stall that from happening. Borrowed time or not, he also can't fault Dave for not having something worked out either way. His powers are locked out, sealed away like someone vacuumed it right out of him, and even then... Ryuji's never really been that okay with messing around with time to begin with. The only path in life is forward, after all.
It's also really, really hard to worry about that sort of thing, about... anything, really, when they're nestled up like this. He can only give way to the rattle of laughter in his chest when Dave talks about the Big Apple, correcting him from his lack of understanding about how America is laid out or its colloquial geographic pen names.]
That's cute as shit, Dave.
[Because it is.
Ryuji calms down from laughing and leans downward a little more, keeping about 2 feet dangling from the top of Dave's face.]
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[From this angle, looking down at Dave, he's just unfortunately more charmed than anything about the apple story. Sort of like looking at a statue of a cow and saying delicious, when you mean something completely different than that.
And in the end, he doesn't know or rather, can't know, what the future of what's facing him actually holds. If there's some sort of thing he needs to be looking out for, or if there's something he knows he can do to stall that from happening. Borrowed time or not, he also can't fault Dave for not having something worked out either way. His powers are locked out, sealed away like someone vacuumed it right out of him, and even then... Ryuji's never really been that okay with messing around with time to begin with. The only path in life is forward, after all.
It's also really, really hard to worry about that sort of thing, about... anything, really, when they're nestled up like this. He can only give way to the rattle of laughter in his chest when Dave talks about the Big Apple, correcting him from his lack of understanding about how America is laid out or its colloquial geographic pen names.]
That's cute as shit, Dave.
[Because it is.
Ryuji calms down from laughing and leans downward a little more, keeping about 2 feet dangling from the top of Dave's face.]
What do you love more? Me, or apples?