[ This guy sure talks a lot for somebody who doesn't clearly explain anything- or maybe it's just Yukine who can't follow most of what he's saying, from Shakespeare's fake English to subclasses and magicians, the latter of which concerns him the most. ]
My name's Yukine. [ He supplies his name first, as it's the least important part of this entire conversation, dipping his head slightly in greeting.
Trying to parse together what Lawless is saying about the flowers... they bring back memories of something important, something lost, and from that previous question about dead relatives, that more or less spells out what memories they are, once he puts the thought into it. "Poisoned honey," Lawless calls it, and Yukine can see why he says it's honey; his gaze turns back to the flowers, curiosity alight, no specific dead relative he wants to see in mind, but the urge to see any of them for the first time. ]
When you say "Magician," you don't mean "Sorcerer," do you?
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My name's Yukine. [ He supplies his name first, as it's the least important part of this entire conversation, dipping his head slightly in greeting.
Trying to parse together what Lawless is saying about the flowers... they bring back memories of something important, something lost, and from that previous question about dead relatives, that more or less spells out what memories they are, once he puts the thought into it. "Poisoned honey," Lawless calls it, and Yukine can see why he says it's honey; his gaze turns back to the flowers, curiosity alight, no specific dead relative he wants to see in mind, but the urge to see any of them for the first time. ]
When you say "Magician," you don't mean "Sorcerer," do you?