[Hythlo just looks at him inquisitively while Sagi stays silent... only to break into a smile when he laughs. He doesn't actually know what it is Sagi thought of that's so funny, but it's good to see the boy laughing... and Hythlo definitely wants in on it too.]
Oh? Unless what?
[There's an impish tone to his voice--also not that far off from a young boy messing around with his friends.]
[Oh noooo. Why didn't he think before answering that? He looks away, trying to cover his smile with one hand. As unto a metaphor for his life, his success is limited.]
Sorry, it... it's not that funny. I think yours would be nice.
[He doesn't even know why it entered his brain in the first place, it was that sudden. He feels almost light-headed.]
Th, that would... I mean, it... happens sometimes...
[He is beginning to match his bright red hoodie in colour. Also, his voice is getting squeakier, both from embarrassment and from his efforts to not lose his shit despite it. Escaped lab experiment nothing, being sixteen years old is very hard sometimes.]
[Hythlo only laughs and moves to stand up to follow and probably bully the poor kid more--but as he straightens up, he almost immediately keels over again, making a soft "ow-ow-ow" noise. Oh, his poor old knees - he spent way too much time crouching down. You can make your escape this time, Sagi.]
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Date: 2020-10-12 04:05 pm (UTC)Oh? Unless what?
[There's an impish tone to his voice--also not that far off from a young boy messing around with his friends.]
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Date: 2020-10-12 04:29 pm (UTC)[Oh noooo. Why didn't he think before answering that? He looks away, trying to cover his smile with one hand. As unto a metaphor for his life, his success is limited.]
Sorry, it... it's not that funny. I think yours would be nice.
[He doesn't even know why it entered his brain in the first place, it was that sudden. He feels almost light-headed.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 03:35 am (UTC)Oh, or perhaps they would not reach up far enough, and I would have wings on the small of my back. And they'd be too small.
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Date: 2020-10-13 06:17 am (UTC)[He is beginning to match his bright red hoodie in colour. Also, his voice is getting squeakier, both from embarrassment and from his efforts to not lose his shit despite it. Escaped lab experiment nothing, being sixteen years old is very hard sometimes.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 07:02 am (UTC)Ah. The wings of the bottocks.
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Date: 2020-10-13 07:29 am (UTC)... OK. Bye.
[There is no graceful exit at this point. He's outta here. He is literally going to turn around and walk away.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 04:07 pm (UTC)[Hythlo only laughs and moves to stand up to follow and probably bully the poor kid more--but as he straightens up, he almost immediately keels over again, making a soft "ow-ow-ow" noise. Oh, his poor old knees - he spent way too much time crouching down. You can make your escape this time, Sagi.]