[Alicia makes a small wheezing sound, a slight huff of laughter and annoyance at her father's insight. (That's not how they would label it in the library!)
And she rolls her eye when Renoir questions his dedication. They've seen their share of dedication to death, isn't it nice to see someone doing something for fun?]I'll find some books in our language to show you. And perhaps you can help teach me your language, as well.
[ Now that's a question. Junpei's not sure how to answer it. There's studying, which is grueling and hard and drives him crazy with how boring it is. But then there's a different sort of hard work. The Tartarus kind of hard work that demanded so much of you physically. ]
I guess it depends on what you mean.
[ He settles on, rubbing the back of his neck absently. ]
I had to do a lot of fighting back home while still studying for school and trying to keep my grades up.
[ Trying. Junpei wasn't very successful at it. But he did make a middling attempt to study as exams drew near. So to that end, he understood working hard! It's just....sometimes that hard work didn't pay off. At Alicia's suggestion, Junpei smiles. ]
I'd love to teach you some Japanese! We could do it pretty easily with some manga. It's, um...it's both art and story. They got them for all different types of genres, so I'm sure we could find one you'd like. I think that'd be a fun way to learn.
I am curious whether you are willing to make unpopular decisions. I suppose.
[Renoir scrutinises Junpei with the kind of gaze that cuts through a man; the kind of gaze an artist affords a certain subject. What does he mean? Choices that are difficult, where either outcome means somebody will hate you. He chose being despised because it meant doing the right thing. You never abandon your family and allow them to die.]
There are occasions in our lives where we must prioritise one obligation over another. [One person over another.] But I see Alicia tires of this subject. You speak of graphical writing, then?
[What kind of life follows a child to the point fighting becomes a necessity? Not to mention the question of who or what this boy is fighting for.]
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And she rolls her eye when Renoir questions his dedication. They've seen their share of dedication to death, isn't it nice to see someone doing something for fun?]I'll find some books in our language to show you. And perhaps you can help teach me your language, as well.
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I guess it depends on what you mean.
[ He settles on, rubbing the back of his neck absently. ]
I had to do a lot of fighting back home while still studying for school and trying to keep my grades up.
[ Trying. Junpei wasn't very successful at it. But he did make a middling attempt to study as exams drew near. So to that end, he understood working hard! It's just....sometimes that hard work didn't pay off. At Alicia's suggestion, Junpei smiles. ]
I'd love to teach you some Japanese! We could do it pretty easily with some manga. It's, um...it's both art and story. They got them for all different types of genres, so I'm sure we could find one you'd like. I think that'd be a fun way to learn.
no subject
[Renoir scrutinises Junpei with the kind of gaze that cuts through a man; the kind of gaze an artist affords a certain subject. What does he mean? Choices that are difficult, where either outcome means somebody will hate you. He chose being despised because it meant doing the right thing. You never abandon your family and allow them to die.]
There are occasions in our lives where we must prioritise one obligation over another. [One person over another.] But I see Alicia tires of this subject. You speak of graphical writing, then?
[What kind of life follows a child to the point fighting becomes a necessity? Not to mention the question of who or what this boy is fighting for.]