[He stares at her, lips parting to repeat the words she just said to himself. Shiro eases himself a little farther to the edge of his ledge, hand gripping the spear tightly.
Sometimes the armor of a dragoon is just so impractical he yearns to be tackling problems in his old armor.]
We can wake it when we're not in its home. If you fell into its mouth you can't ask for permission for anything.
[He will never let that happen. But he's trying to make a point.]
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Sometimes the armor of a dragoon is just so impractical he yearns to be tackling problems in his old armor.]
We can wake it when we're not in its home. If you fell into its mouth you can't ask for permission for anything.
[He will never let that happen. But he's trying to make a point.]