[ He'd expected there might be questions, anxieties. Perhaps being a "villain" in a world that salivated over the flashy theatrics of heroes made these things stand out a little less—they could be written off as a trademark no less easily than Pussycats' prop paws and tails. And yet here, despite the extravagant nature of the resort itself, there aren't many adoptions of such cartoonish symbols among guests; his original presentation might have stood out like a sore thumb. Not that he had the opportunity for even that, since, for whatever reason, his items have simply been summoned only to get strewn across various rooms for random people to find, contextless. It certainly denies the opportunity to present them in a more neutral light.
It's a rather irritating position to be in, going over the same answers time and again, but he doesn't begrudge Tohsaka for having questions. ]
What do you want to know?
[ As he takes back the box. These things have been a near constant for over a decade of his life; in some ways, it's like being asked to explain the presence of a specific favored shirt—an object that might come with history but which integrates seamlessly into one's daily life. Usually. ]
Why is it important to you? How many of them are there? Why is this one so... small?
[She steels herself. Not only to ask the questions without wavering, but also to accept the answers without breaking whatever sort of alliance-friendship-colleague-companionship they have. She's not sure she could cut him off completely, but Rin does have to steady herself just in case she learns something unsavory about him.
After all if her world could have someone like Zouken in it, so could his. Right?]
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It's a rather irritating position to be in, going over the same answers time and again, but he doesn't begrudge Tohsaka for having questions. ]
What do you want to know?
[ As he takes back the box. These things have been a near constant for over a decade of his life; in some ways, it's like being asked to explain the presence of a specific favored shirt—an object that might come with history but which integrates seamlessly into one's daily life. Usually. ]
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[She steels herself. Not only to ask the questions without wavering, but also to accept the answers without breaking whatever sort of alliance-friendship-colleague-companionship they have. She's not sure she could cut him off completely, but Rin does have to steady herself just in case she learns something unsavory about him.
After all if her world could have someone like Zouken in it, so could his. Right?]