[Sorry, Sion. Having one's past savior walk into your home is not exactly normal fare for Kanda - though with the way his luck has been going as of late, maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised. It was enough, at any rate, to send Kanda to the cargo bay - to ensure whatever supplies they'd brought with were properly stowed and secured, obviously - while the rest of them disbursed.
Normally, he doesn't have to secure his room, because normally their guests aren't people that knew him or would dare to enter his personal space after giving them a quick rundown of the ship.
Normal, however, is the very last word that can describe this day or their guests, and so Kanda's return trip through Noah reveals all too empty corridors and living areas. Instead, his quiet, measured steps bring him to his open quarters. There he stands, silent, as Sion steps closer to his bed, stares at the sword hanging on the wall above it.
Dark brows furrow as Kanda steps into the room, hands clasped loosely behind his back as he watches this memory invade his present. And then he sighs, the sound only mildly annoyed.]
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Normally, he doesn't have to secure his room, because normally their guests aren't people that knew him or would dare to enter his personal space after giving them a quick rundown of the ship.
Normal, however, is the very last word that can describe this day or their guests, and so Kanda's return trip through Noah reveals all too empty corridors and living areas. Instead, his quiet, measured steps bring him to his open quarters. There he stands, silent, as Sion steps closer to his bed, stares at the sword hanging on the wall above it.
Dark brows furrow as Kanda steps into the room, hands clasped loosely behind his back as he watches this memory invade his present. And then he sighs, the sound only mildly annoyed.]
Moron. You haven't changed much either.
[A beat, as he shrugs.]
Stop saying stupid things already.