[Being called a jerk doesn’t even rattle him. He outright smirks, and for a second, there’s a hint of that defiance from when he was young.] I wonder who I learned that from?
[They’re never going to agree on this. Yuu really is far too trusting and gullible. Mikaela can understand his hatred of vampires – he feels the same way, even – but the humans have also brainwashed his poor friend. Hearing Yuu call them family makes him… a little ill. How can he see them as family? Their only family died on that day, four years ago, at Ferid’s hands… Is Yuu replacing them that easily?
He just barely manages to bite back his tongue. After all, he had saved the purple-haired girl, for Yuu’s sake. They mean that much to him, and he can’t fathom why, but it’s obvious he won’t be able to change Yuu’s mind. At the same time, he doesn’t plan on changing his own, either. They’re not going to be his family.
And that punch hurts, the idiot. Mikaela’s Job Classes leave him vulnerable to physical pain. Still, he keeps quiet and just takes it, even though part of him wants to punch Yuu back. If it ever gets severe enough, he can heal himself.
The nudge pulls a curious look from him, but he still doesn’t reveal what’s on his mind. Yuu doesn’t need to know. Let him keep his innocence, for as long as he can. He’s pure and self-righteous – a little too much, sometimes. But Mikaela doesn’t see a lost little boy when he looks into Yuu’s eyes. Not since that day he escaped from the vampire’s clutches. If he stares into Yuu’s eyes now… would he see the lost boy as a reflection, instead?
Frowning, Mikaela grips his hand and moves it away from him. He doesn’t want Yuu to look too deeply into his. They used to know everything about each other. There were no secrets between them. But those days are in the past.] I never said anything about your strength. I haven’t relied on anyone else in the last four years… I can handle things myself. You have enough to deal with, as it is.
YUU FIRST, JERK. THERE'S THE DOOR >T
[They’re never going to agree on this. Yuu really is far too trusting and gullible. Mikaela can understand his hatred of vampires – he feels the same way, even – but the humans have also brainwashed his poor friend. Hearing Yuu call them family makes him… a little ill. How can he see them as family? Their only family died on that day, four years ago, at Ferid’s hands… Is Yuu replacing them that easily?
He just barely manages to bite back his tongue. After all, he had saved the purple-haired girl, for Yuu’s sake. They mean that much to him, and he can’t fathom why, but it’s obvious he won’t be able to change Yuu’s mind. At the same time, he doesn’t plan on changing his own, either. They’re not going to be his family.
And that punch hurts, the idiot. Mikaela’s Job Classes leave him vulnerable to physical pain. Still, he keeps quiet and just takes it, even though part of him wants to punch Yuu back. If it ever gets severe enough, he can heal himself.
The nudge pulls a curious look from him, but he still doesn’t reveal what’s on his mind. Yuu doesn’t need to know. Let him keep his innocence, for as long as he can. He’s pure and self-righteous – a little too much, sometimes. But Mikaela doesn’t see a lost little boy when he looks into Yuu’s eyes. Not since that day he escaped from the vampire’s clutches. If he stares into Yuu’s eyes now… would he see the lost boy as a reflection, instead?
Frowning, Mikaela grips his hand and moves it away from him. He doesn’t want Yuu to look too deeply into his. They used to know everything about each other. There were no secrets between them. But those days are in the past.] I never said anything about your strength. I haven’t relied on anyone else in the last four years… I can handle things myself. You have enough to deal with, as it is.