[Shizuo starts on another plush, unaware of the attention being bent to his process in getting the leashes off here. He's only more sidetracked when Riza asks that particular question too--it clearly catches him off-guard enough that he nearly drops the harness he's holding, fumbling with it and glancing up at Riza in surprise.]
--Huh? Oh, no...no, don't think so. That'd be pretty unfortunate. [For the kid, that is. In entire honesty, the idea in and of itself isn't...terrible? But he doesn't think he could ever bring himself to risk something like that. (What if the kid inherits his strength? His temper? ...No, he wouldn't wish that on anyone.)
Shizuo's small frown deepens as he stares back down at his leash and, after some pause, resumes breaking things off. With an exhale of air rather close to a very small and dry laugh:] Besides, you ought to be married for something like that, and that's definitely never going to happen. So it's not anything I'm worried about.
nah it's too late, pls accept your fate
--Huh? Oh, no...no, don't think so. That'd be pretty unfortunate. [For the kid, that is. In entire honesty, the idea in and of itself isn't...terrible? But he doesn't think he could ever bring himself to risk something like that. (What if the kid inherits his strength? His temper? ...No, he wouldn't wish that on anyone.)
Shizuo's small frown deepens as he stares back down at his leash and, after some pause, resumes breaking things off. With an exhale of air rather close to a very small and dry laugh:] Besides, you ought to be married for something like that, and that's definitely never going to happen. So it's not anything I'm worried about.