[Futile anger is all too familiar to Junpei, after everything; at the world, at himself, at people who've let him down time and again—so the way he feels about Aldrip now is just another drop in the bucket, at the end of the day. They reset this whole place and already there's something else wrong with it, another thorn in their collective side— but Charles has always made it better. Junpei has meant it every time he's told him as much, that without him this place would be all but unbearable, and it's as true now as ever.
So it does help, to be pulled close and totally folded into Charles like this. Already he feels lighter, even if that lightness is just kind of putting the frustration on the backburner until some other time. He manages a light laugh, quiet, so - better.
But the laugh is for this pony thing, because,] That sounds like a threat. On my precious and rare day off...?
[What if this pony kicks him or something? Hello? But no, that's for the bit, even if he isn't, hmm, over the moon about learning to ride a pony, Charles seems pretty keen on it and he can't say no to him about, uh, anything. Pony rides it is... hopefully without an audience, just in case.]
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So it does help, to be pulled close and totally folded into Charles like this. Already he feels lighter, even if that lightness is just kind of putting the frustration on the backburner until some other time. He manages a light laugh, quiet, so - better.
But the laugh is for this pony thing, because,] That sounds like a threat. On my precious and rare day off...?
[What if this pony kicks him or something? Hello? But no, that's for the bit, even if he isn't, hmm, over the moon about learning to ride a pony, Charles seems pretty keen on it and he can't say no to him about, uh, anything. Pony rides it is... hopefully without an audience, just in case.]
What do you feed ponies? Carrots?