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Shirai Reizo | 白井 雷三 (some_other_dog) wrote in disappear_rpg,

He just watched her while she laughed, lips pursed together around his cigarette as he took long, hard drags off it. He had it pinched between forefinger and thumb, tapped it on occasion to shake off the ash, but otherwise stood stock still. He’d been expecting something like it from her, really, once he realized what he’d done and how hilarious it must have been. Had her slip up made him lower his guard enough to make him act a fool around her? Probably she thought that about him all the time.

He gave a shrug, a tiny, petulant thing, and scowled at her. Sure, it hadn’t been his best, but he’d seen people do that before in dramatically one-light bulb lit rooms. Maybe it would have helped if he had something sharp out? He patted his packets down absentmindedly, found he wasn’t carrying a knife at the moment, and frowned all the harder at that. Hell had his knife gone?

“Maybe. Could just be I know you better’n you think, Ikeda,” he said, scooting up onto the heavy table in the center of the room with nary a groan or creak of protest from it, legs stretched out and feet kicked up on one of the chairs circling it. “Could be I just have my own worries and they line up nice with yours.”