[He sounds amused at the thought, though he doesn't personally know if such things are true or not. Just the vague gossip from the recruits when suddenly the Harbingers had gained a new member. He doesn't believe for a second that age has anything to do with how approachable someone seems - after all he's easily been mistaken as the younger between the two of them before.]
I think that's just a trait of mortals. Always forgetting just how fragile they are while thinking they can take on everything life throws at them with ease.
[It would be funny, but something in his gut tells him the demise of so many people is not something he should be thinking.]
You Snezhnayans are resilient however, I'll give you that.
[It's happened again - Tartaglia's long legs have somehow managed to turn the tables, though this time he doesn't seem to mind, merely doing his best to keep pace.
Once they've stopped in front of the stalls, he gives Childe a nod in response. He said he wouldn't object and so he hasn't. Instead Scaramouche turns to look over everything on offer. There are a few sweets he recognizes as things also in Inazuma, some he recognizes as things he's seen while in Nippon, and a few others he's not seen before.
Eventually he settles on just dango. It's a sweet he knows he likes, and while the Eleventh is treating him he would like to not spend all of the money the man has on hand.]
...Thank you, Tartaglia.
[The words still somehow don't feel quite right, but they're easier to say this time.
Dates can only become real when you speak their name aloud.]
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[He sounds amused at the thought, though he doesn't personally know if such things are true or not. Just the vague gossip from the recruits when suddenly the Harbingers had gained a new member. He doesn't believe for a second that age has anything to do with how approachable someone seems - after all he's easily been mistaken as the younger between the two of them before.]
I think that's just a trait of mortals. Always forgetting just how fragile they are while thinking they can take on everything life throws at them with ease.
[It would be funny, but something in his gut tells him the demise of so many people is not something he should be thinking.]
You Snezhnayans are resilient however, I'll give you that.
[It's happened again - Tartaglia's long legs have somehow managed to turn the tables, though this time he doesn't seem to mind, merely doing his best to keep pace.
Once they've stopped in front of the stalls, he gives Childe a nod in response. He said he wouldn't object and so he hasn't. Instead Scaramouche turns to look over everything on offer. There are a few sweets he recognizes as things also in Inazuma, some he recognizes as things he's seen while in Nippon, and a few others he's not seen before.
Eventually he settles on just dango. It's a sweet he knows he likes, and while the Eleventh is treating him he would like to not spend all of the money the man has on hand.]
...Thank you, Tartaglia.
[The words still somehow don't feel quite right, but they're easier to say this time.
Dates can only become real when you speak their name aloud.]