I panic for a moment, because I'm really not sure how to react in this sort of situation. He's upset. Someone he loves... Shiba, I'm almost sure of it.
Then I remember that Genta has spent time in France, he's not as straight laced as many Japanese men I've come to know. I throw my arms around his shoulders and pull him into a friendly hug.
"I'm going to save him, Genta. I know he's in there, and he's trying to fight. I'm going to help him, I promise."
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Date: 2012-04-23 02:56 pm (UTC)Then I remember that Genta has spent time in France, he's not as straight laced as many Japanese men I've come to know. I throw my arms around his shoulders and pull him into a friendly hug.
"I'm going to save him, Genta. I know he's in there, and he's trying to fight. I'm going to help him, I promise."