[He looks down for a moment, trying to find something to do with his hands, but failing to find anything more than fidgeting with his shirt for a very brief moment.]
Oh. Huh. [Klaus doesn't really know what to say about that other than...well...what they've said. They're glad Nobunaga went to poetry club, but this all just feels awkward and stilted the longer they go.] That's useful at least. Knives. I got a knife...It was from...ah...nevermind. [Cause they don't do well with talk of war-times and it is from Vietnam.
Klaus pushes up the sleeves of his shirt, frowning slightly at everything. Ugh. This is dumber than everything.] I don't...know what to say. Here. [A vague gesturing between them.] And normally I'd just...do a lot of weird stories shit and whatever, but I'm just...[A small sigh.] I'm kind of exhausted. And this is...uncomfortable. Not...not like...I dunno. I'm not trying to upset you...but I'm just... [Have some more vague gesturing as they try to figure out the words] Tired. My emotional and mental bandwidth is just kind of limited at the moment.
[They sigh, because they know Nobunaga has mentioned being clear about things with Ari and...he doesn't want her to feel like this is him telling her to fuck off. It's not. It's just...he's set a boundary with Valdis and it worked and now maybe he just needs to do like he told Pratt he'd pretend to do. Maybe not just stare into the Void and ignore it.]
I don't have a lot of people experience. Outside of my family. So I don't know what to say here or whether I should just keep talking about shit like I'm talking about the weather just to keep things...neutral. I don't know what to do. [That's probably not overly clear or concise, but Klaus feels like it...might work? Maybe? Or it'll make it worse.] I don't feel like fighting today, so... [They don't have anything, just a shrug at this point.]
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Oh. Huh. [Klaus doesn't really know what to say about that other than...well...what they've said. They're glad Nobunaga went to poetry club, but this all just feels awkward and stilted the longer they go.] That's useful at least. Knives. I got a knife...It was from...ah...nevermind. [Cause they don't do well with talk of war-times and it is from Vietnam.
Klaus pushes up the sleeves of his shirt, frowning slightly at everything. Ugh. This is dumber than everything.] I don't...know what to say. Here. [A vague gesturing between them.] And normally I'd just...do a lot of weird stories shit and whatever, but I'm just...[A small sigh.] I'm kind of exhausted. And this is...uncomfortable. Not...not like...I dunno. I'm not trying to upset you...but I'm just... [Have some more vague gesturing as they try to figure out the words] Tired. My emotional and mental bandwidth is just kind of limited at the moment.
[They sigh, because they know Nobunaga has mentioned being clear about things with Ari and...he doesn't want her to feel like this is him telling her to fuck off. It's not. It's just...he's set a boundary with Valdis and it worked and now maybe he just needs to do like he told Pratt he'd pretend to do. Maybe not just stare into the Void and ignore it.]
I don't have a lot of people experience. Outside of my family. So I don't know what to say here or whether I should just keep talking about shit like I'm talking about the weather just to keep things...neutral. I don't know what to do. [That's probably not overly clear or concise, but Klaus feels like it...might work? Maybe? Or it'll make it worse.] I don't feel like fighting today, so... [They don't have anything, just a shrug at this point.]