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[Something like this-- it's really not his style. He's more accustomed to keeping his thoughts to himself, to keeping his own council. But bit by incremental bit, things have been changing in him, a slow and gradual unfurling towards greater acceptance of their situation, towards being a part of this team. He's accepted that he'll never see his world again - something that, rightly or wrongly, he believes down to the core of himself - had believed that, despite the hollow rawness it leaves him with, he's made an uneasy kind of peace with this 'knowledge'.

Only, the recent transfers have led to a renewal of his tendency to withdraw, and he's kept to himself since learning that so many of those he'd finally come to consider something akin to friends have now departed for other teams. It stirs up all the old feelings in him, a misplaced sense of betrayal-- more than anything, his own betrayal of himself for allowing these attachments to form. Everyone leaves, in the end-- it's something he should have known.

Still, it means something, perhaps, that he eventually brings his concerns here, rather than allowing them to eat away at him indefinitely. Even if he ends up doing it in a roundabout manner.]

I have some questions, if you will.

Why forge connections with others when they're only going to end up severed? What could you possibly stand to gain from it? Isn't it preferable, ultimately, to keep oneself separate from all that and thereby avoid the messy business of emotional baggage?

Such things surely only weigh one down. Create unnecessary complications. Weaken you.

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[She would throw it open with her super strength!!! Just kidding, he'd probably break her arm, her upper body strength is pretty bad. But yeah, she does really insist.... persistence wins in the end?!]

[She does look around.... she makes a little face at the flowers, actually, because she's not a fan, but back to Giovanni.]

Huh, I didn't take you for the gardening type, Mr. Giovanni... I guess everyone's full of surprises.

[And he's sensitive about it, apparently] Anyway, are you ready for Maya's Ultra Awesome Cure For Boredom and Other Sucky Things?!

[nothing deters this girl]

[Don't think he didn't notice the face. It seems to put him more on edge if anything, makes him turn colder, more remote, and as such he says nothing in response to her initial statement, only stands there stiff-backed and glacial, expression a little hard.]

Not especially, no.

[Is the answer she'll receive to her question.]

[Gosh Giovanni... she just doesn't like flowers, loosen up a little]

[But she doesn't seem at all phased or put off by his coldness]

That's alright! Most people get overwhelmed by my incredible wisdom.... so let's just plow on ahead, and try not to get overwhelmed!

[She pauses as if there's going to be a dramatic drum roll]

You know there's an app for TV on your magitek, right? Turn it on!

[Look, they're important to him, okay. And more than that, there's guardedness there, the expectation of mockery perhaps because he knows as well as anyone that such things are not for him. That they shouldn't be. And yet here he is, surrounded by them, regardless.

But never mind that. For now, there's only the continuation of his glacial separation from her, largely self-imposed. Even so, he rolls his shoulders in a shrug, makes to do as she asks, even as he says--]

I'm not really in the mood.

[Despite the face, she doesn't seem like she has any intention of mocking him for this, if anything, it's an interesting little detail. She wouldn't have expected a guy like him to grow flowers, even if she isn't a fan of them]

[He's complaining, but he's relenting, so she's fiddling with her own magitek to get the app going and pinpoint the Steel Samurai]

That's the whole point, you know! To get you out of that mood, and into a better one.

Look for the Steel Samurai! We'll start it together. [She doesn't seem inclined to take no for an answer]

[A put-upon sigh, something heavy around its edges, as though he lacks the capacity for sustained argument when he's labouring under the weight of something that threatens to crush him. Never mind that it would have taken little effort to turn her away or brush her off or refuse her entry to his private quarters, should he really have wanted to. An unconscious act, perhaps, but maybe it says something that he's allowed her to get this far at all. That some part of him is looking for contact.

He moves to sit on the bed, says nothing, but at the very least it looks as though he's following her instructions.]

[Maya's sheer persistence sure is something. She ploughs on ahead even though he's making a fuss, cheerful as if she was facing no resistance, and plops down on the bed next to him]

Ready? Let's sync up!

[There's no escaping it at this point, alas...]

This better not be something tedious.

[But he's syncing up all the same. It's not a function he's accessed very often-- he watched a film or two with Sonia and Haise...but that's not something he wants to think about right now, considering that their absence is the cause for his current emotional crisis.

So he doesn't think about it, or tries not to. Tries to focus on the moment, instead. Not something he's ever been particularly good at.]

It's only the best show ever, [Maya insists. She's been forcibly cheerful thus far, but a fangirl lurks within.... don't diss her show, Giovanni from Pokemon]

[Anyway, once the show boots up, it's... distracting to say the least. It's pretty clearly meant for 10 year old boys, but it's ridiculous and cheery so maybe he'll get a kick out of it]

[Maya certainly is, even though she's seen it hundreds of times by now]

...right.

[whatever the case, he's watching it, even if it is with an expression of mild confusion and perplexity. He can't say he likes it, exactly, but trying to get his head around it (surprisingly difficult when you're a creature kept in isolation deep under the ground with very few cultural references to draw from) and understand why people would choose to subject themselves to this is at the very least providing a distraction for him.

It's the kind of thing, he thinks, Luki and Noki might like, were they to see it. For himself, he isn't sure.]

[It's definitely something. Very action-oriented and cheesy, and it'll keep him busy for a while. The story's pretty simplistic, but the lead is likeable enough, and there are also a bunch of action sequences with things like SAMURAI SLAP, SAMURAI CHOP, SLICE CUT yelled out..... yeah, it's something. Entertaining, probably.]

[Maya, on the other hand, is yelling excitedly everytime something happens, even though she's seen this a million times]

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