[Shiro was curious, but he wouldn’t pry much further once Sabo didn’t answer. Either the guy didn’t want to talk about it or it was a secret thing that even different worlds couldn’t be made privy to. Whichever the case, it was the other man’s business and Shiro respected that. (Other reason being he might just be too distracted getting things ready; that’d be the simple thought process.)
The Paladin glances at Sabo, face painted with slight concern at the blonde man’s labored breathing.] Are you okay? [Really shouldn’t have gone sprinting off like that… especially in this heat. But Sabo goes off talking about his job, a mild surprise considering Shiro thought he was being mum for a reason. Guess it was just “wait” rather than “no” back then.] So they don’t take your consideration into the job they give you?
[That’s frustrating. A bodyguard wouldn’t be the worst job Shiro could be assigned though. So… maybe if push came to shove, he could ask Sabo to put in a word for him? (Better than a garbage person or something.) Shiro stops when the revolutionary does and listens to the little gush of pride/explanation. It’s nice to hear.]
That makes sense. Does your job keep you that busy? [He finishes off his drink and then steps into the apartment once Sabo invited him in. The rush of air conditioning is a welcome greeting, and further encouragement to get in fast so it doesn’t escape behind him.] Thanks.
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Date: 2019-06-29 08:41 pm (UTC)The Paladin glances at Sabo, face painted with slight concern at the blonde man’s labored breathing.] Are you okay? [Really shouldn’t have gone sprinting off like that… especially in this heat. But Sabo goes off talking about his job, a mild surprise considering Shiro thought he was being mum for a reason. Guess it was just “wait” rather than “no” back then.] So they don’t take your consideration into the job they give you?
[That’s frustrating. A bodyguard wouldn’t be the worst job Shiro could be assigned though. So… maybe if push came to shove, he could ask Sabo to put in a word for him? (Better than a garbage person or something.) Shiro stops when the revolutionary does and listens to the little gush of pride/explanation. It’s nice to hear.]
That makes sense. Does your job keep you that busy? [He finishes off his drink and then steps into the apartment once Sabo invited him in. The rush of air conditioning is a welcome greeting, and further encouragement to get in fast so it doesn’t escape behind him.] Thanks.