[ genji takes them into the city, only putting hanzo down when he spots a food cart still valiantly selling treats to those that aren't as affected - or those that are, such as the man with several sticks of meat clutched in his hand and chowing down.
thankfully, there's not much of a line, so genji feels comfortable putting hanzo down. when people look at hanzo warily, genji waves a hand. ]
It is fine, he is my brother. He is just not having a good time.
[Hanzo only doesn't fuss because the scent of the meat is delightful and he's looking forward to it, tail wagging. The eyes on him don't worry him so much until Genji feels the need to explain the situation.
Obviously he's not wrong, but there were better ways to explain it! Hanzo stares up at his brother, wanting to bite at his hands to be a pest, but he's got his armor on and he'd rather not spoil his meal. So he walks a few steps away and lies down nearby while Genji has to be the one to bring the food over to him.
He doesn't mind not being able to speak as much as he thought he might. Things are a whole lot simpler this way.]
[ as long as hanzo isn't bothering anyone and no one is bothering him, genji is fine with him sitting down nearby. he makes the largest order he can, the man surprised but delighted, and in a short time they have hot, seasoned meat in a couple of paper boats, which he carries over to them.
he starts pulling sticks out of them, setting them in the paper boat in front of hanzo. ]
You cannot say I have never done anything for you. They could have been dog biscuits.
fin for now. i want to see how the aftermath goes.
[He's hungry enough that he whines about the fact that Genji is going through the trouble of taking the meat off the sticks to feed him when he feels fully capable of getting it himself without help.
The mention of dog biscuits makes him sniff in disgust before he starts to eat the meat, deciding it's good enough to finish, but doesn't quite scratch the itch for raw meat. He supposes it'll do this time. If the craving lingers after he's returned to normal he plans to at least find some sashimi if he can.]
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thankfully, there's not much of a line, so genji feels comfortable putting hanzo down. when people look at hanzo warily, genji waves a hand. ]
It is fine, he is my brother. He is just not having a good time.
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Obviously he's not wrong, but there were better ways to explain it! Hanzo stares up at his brother, wanting to bite at his hands to be a pest, but he's got his armor on and he'd rather not spoil his meal. So he walks a few steps away and lies down nearby while Genji has to be the one to bring the food over to him.
He doesn't mind not being able to speak as much as he thought he might. Things are a whole lot simpler this way.]
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he starts pulling sticks out of them, setting them in the paper boat in front of hanzo. ]
You cannot say I have never done anything for you. They could have been dog biscuits.
fin for now. i want to see how the aftermath goes.
The mention of dog biscuits makes him sniff in disgust before he starts to eat the meat, deciding it's good enough to finish, but doesn't quite scratch the itch for raw meat. He supposes it'll do this time. If the craving lingers after he's returned to normal he plans to at least find some sashimi if he can.]