[ He has to pause for a moment to wrestle down the urge to shake the fox until his teeth rattle, but he does get one last bit of pettiness in as he shoves Ace away at the same time as he lets go of his shirt. Unfortunately, Michinaga has also had far too much experience translating Ace, which means he's already got his answer--god or whatever or not, Ace didn't do this. If he had, there'd be a lot more gloating about some lesson he's trying to impart.
Which honestly, kind of a let down. If it'd been Geats bullshit, it at least would have made sense. ]
Who's 'we'? [ He better not be thinking of himself as a plural now. No world needs more than one Geats at a time, that much has been made stunningly obvious. Michinaga does shoot him a half-hearted glare before the rocking of the ship reminds him that they are, in fact, in the middle of something. How does Ace always manage to distract him like this? ] Nevermind, I don't care. You couldn't have at least brought some Buckles?
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Which honestly, kind of a let down. If it'd been Geats bullshit, it at least would have made sense. ]
Who's 'we'? [ He better not be thinking of himself as a plural now. No world needs more than one Geats at a time, that much has been made stunningly obvious. Michinaga does shoot him a half-hearted glare before the rocking of the ship reminds him that they are, in fact, in the middle of something. How does Ace always manage to distract him like this? ] Nevermind, I don't care. You couldn't have at least brought some Buckles?