(Just let the grown-ups do their paying, adult things, Shinge. Nervously looks down at his fingers, trying not to remember that fucking monster baby.)
(Hunches his shoulders in an attempt to look not like a giant murderous escaped experiment.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Puts an arm around Shinji from behind-
Whatever you feel like paying with. -Sizes them up- Three nights of service from the small one... -Looks from Shinji to Ragna- ...that arm of yours... -to Kakyoin- ...small, metal valuables... -Eyes Cloud curiously- ...what a nice shade of blue... -Looks back to Hawke- Perhaps just memories.
-to Ragna- Your coin does not interest me. It exists to be passed from hand to hand, and holds no true value.
edited 17th Jul '14 7:00:42 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

Oof!
-He gets to his feet-
Hey, I was enjoying the ride!