[Especially observant kids can learn all too soon the price of thoughtlessly voicing desires. A bowl of noodles here, joy to play a game there - it'd all amount to the same thing.
His mother's forced smile as she waged an internal war between her own desire to make him happy and the necessity of feeding him tomorrow.
He's done that before, before he'd heard her cries, realized her fears - now, he's older and knows better. Kanda would rather deny himself now, than force her to do it later. which is why, even now, he only gives in enough to cast a childishly longing look one the panda hanging there, before his expression hardens and he shoots the one-eyed man a dirty look.]
Of course they're not easy. How else would they get all your joy, stupid cyclops.
[He knows the stories about one-eyed monsters that eats humans. He's not going to trust you so readily.]
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His mother's forced smile as she waged an internal war between her own desire to make him happy and the necessity of feeding him tomorrow.
He's done that before, before he'd heard her cries, realized her fears - now, he's older and knows better. Kanda would rather deny himself now, than force her to do it later. which is why, even now, he only gives in enough to cast a childishly longing look one the panda hanging there, before his expression hardens and he shoots the one-eyed man a dirty look.]
Of course they're not easy. How else would they get all your joy, stupid cyclops.
[He knows the stories about one-eyed monsters that eats humans. He's not going to trust you so readily.]