[ If he didn't know then, he's certainly figuring out now, that almost everything seems to be offensive to this man, and though it's a bit of a pity, it's not enough to discourage him. Little is, really, which is why he continues what he's doing, and the invitational gesture to proceed makes him smile a bit, as he ignores his rude remark and focuses on the other. ]
You wouldn't be wrong about the spit. It does have antibacterial properties. But my retainers would be disappointed if I didn't take their lessons to heart.
[ Gentle cleaning helps stop infections almost instantly, and he's careful to get the blood around the cut there cleared up, before gently pressing the cloth there as it continues to soak in more of the blood that's spilling out. Not for the first time, Corrin becomes distinctly aware that this young man's skin is really delicate. Pretty, even, so he wonders what his social standing it. ]
I didn't mean to actually hurt you, Kurenai. [ Yes, he dropped the "-sama", because he's pretty sure he's heard something similar in Hoshidan that implies a suffix. ] It'd reflect badly on me as a prince if I went around slicing people up for misdemeanors.
[ And that's his identity right there, as he glances towards the young man. ]
Are you a noble as well?
[ That would be the only explanation he could accept to his rather forceful behavior. ]
Retainers? Lessons? Are you sure you're not to one whose hurt? Your brain seems pretty damaged to me. ( or so he states relatively loosely. there's not as much bite in his words as there had been prior. it isn't that he's lessened the severity, but that his emotions were a bit more stabilized. melding into a state of apathy. or as close to it as kurenai could actively muster. still, as corrin speaks, he discovers himself...
listening, despite all his desires not to. normally, he would have sealed his ears. at least mentally. permitting the words to pass like something blended into the background; a mere buzz of the radio or one's text tone at night. the only thing he really offers to his words are a dismissive— ) Mm. ( between his brief wince. the touch on his skin is... unfamiliar. he hadn't been close to many males in his life, if ever. contact between himself and one was even more sparse between. somehow, it's a repulsive consideration. the only equalizer to it was that corrin seemed oddly respectful. understanding. perhaps, even soothing in his stance. it's something he's never really encountered before. but, well...
notwithstanding that, he's distracted by his words. ) Noble? You could say something like that. I don't really give a shit about complicated things like that, though. ( he gives a wave of his hand. ) The only thing I believe in is getting what I want. That would be the same if I was a part of the Tiger House or not.
I wouldn't call it damaged... but I probably haven't experienced as much as a lot of people have.
[ He gives him a wry laugh at that, because he's already figured out this guy's modus operandi- he likes to get a rise out of people, he enjoys their attention and reactions. It's why he was teasing that maid to begin with, wasn't he? Corrin isn't about to give him that satisfaction, knowing it- and he figures he'll understand it better if he treats him like he wants to be treated.
Despite everything, he refuses to believe that people are bad just because they are. At his words, he does give him a curious glance up as he pats the skin dry finally, making sure there's no more bleeding before withdrawing his hand. ]
Tiger House? Is that your team?
[ He'll be busying himself with disposing of what he was using to clean the blood with, but he figures it's a better question to ask than ask if he has an army... ]
( it's strange to encounter people who took his remarks in stride. those who mitigated his streak of hostility with... something that could have only been labeled as good grace and altruism. regardless, he finds both concepts rather ... unpleasant, and hence, cuts the line of his own inner considerations. instead, he focuses on their current line of conversation. it's here that he discovers his misstep in words.
obviously, mere hours didn't account for all the experience required to realize that the conventions of his world weren't applicable here. despite the tiger house being quite well-known in his own realm, enough to offer him a seat within the government beside aged royalty... it's nothing but empty words here. promises unfulfilled.
so here... he clicks his tongue. he tries to wave corrin off somehow, but instead... he just ends up brushing against the back of corrin's garments while he's busied throwing the remnants of blood on cloth. once, he sees the error of his ways, however, he pulls his hand back. aka, this is how he says: i ain't gay. ) It'd be an exaggeration to say it's a team or like family. ( it isn't as if his mother ever thought positively of him, after all. no, it'd be quite easy to say she despised him. regardless— )
You could call whatever, to be honest. ( he doesn't normally become curious of males, but well. anything to move the topic along. )
You? ( the look on his face says "you have three seconds to answer or i'm leaving." )
[ Huh. That's interesting to hear of, he thinks, though he supposes whatever this Tiger House is doesn't have much of an equivalent in explanation, does it? Though now that he's done, he looks back over at the young man, noting that same change in disposition, and where there had just been hostility a short while ago—
He's glad to see that he seems, well... calmer, and responsive. He cleans off his hand and thinks on how to explain himself, before speaking ]
I'm... a prince. From the kingdoms of Nohr and Hoshido. I'd never been away from home until fairly recently, though... this place seems sort of similar in the strife between two nations, really.
[ He smiles weakly up at Kurenai though. ]
I heard that others from my world could have arrived here too... have you found any of your own? I could help you look if there's anyone you want to find in particular...
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You wouldn't be wrong about the spit. It does have antibacterial properties. But my retainers would be disappointed if I didn't take their lessons to heart.
[ Gentle cleaning helps stop infections almost instantly, and he's careful to get the blood around the cut there cleared up, before gently pressing the cloth there as it continues to soak in more of the blood that's spilling out. Not for the first time, Corrin becomes distinctly aware that this young man's skin is really delicate. Pretty, even, so he wonders what his social standing it. ]
I didn't mean to actually hurt you, Kurenai. [ Yes, he dropped the "-sama", because he's pretty sure he's heard something similar in Hoshidan that implies a suffix. ] It'd reflect badly on me as a prince if I went around slicing people up for misdemeanors.
[ And that's his identity right there, as he glances towards the young man. ]
Are you a noble as well?
[ That would be the only explanation he could accept to his rather forceful behavior. ]
(chus)!!!
listening, despite all his desires not to. normally, he would have sealed his ears. at least mentally. permitting the words to pass like something blended into the background; a mere buzz of the radio or one's text tone at night. the only thing he really offers to his words are a dismissive— ) Mm. ( between his brief wince. the touch on his skin is... unfamiliar. he hadn't been close to many males in his life, if ever. contact between himself and one was even more sparse between. somehow, it's a repulsive consideration. the only equalizer to it was that corrin seemed oddly respectful. understanding. perhaps, even soothing in his stance. it's something he's never really encountered before. but, well...
notwithstanding that, he's distracted by his words. ) Noble? You could say something like that. I don't really give a shit about complicated things like that, though. ( he gives a wave of his hand. ) The only thing I believe in is getting what I want. That would be the same if I was a part of the Tiger House or not.
no subject
[ He gives him a wry laugh at that, because he's already figured out this guy's modus operandi- he likes to get a rise out of people, he enjoys their attention and reactions. It's why he was teasing that maid to begin with, wasn't he? Corrin isn't about to give him that satisfaction, knowing it- and he figures he'll understand it better if he treats him like he wants to be treated.
Despite everything, he refuses to believe that people are bad just because they are. At his words, he does give him a curious glance up as he pats the skin dry finally, making sure there's no more bleeding before withdrawing his hand. ]
Tiger House? Is that your team?
[ He'll be busying himself with disposing of what he was using to clean the blood with, but he figures it's a better question to ask than ask if he has an army... ]
no subject
obviously, mere hours didn't account for all the experience required to realize that the conventions of his world weren't applicable here. despite the tiger house being quite well-known in his own realm, enough to offer him a seat within the government beside aged royalty... it's nothing but empty words here. promises unfulfilled.
so here... he clicks his tongue. he tries to wave corrin off somehow, but instead... he just ends up brushing against the back of corrin's garments while he's busied throwing the remnants of blood on cloth. once, he sees the error of his ways, however, he pulls his hand back. aka, this is how he says: i ain't gay. ) It'd be an exaggeration to say it's a team or like family. ( it isn't as if his mother ever thought positively of him, after all. no, it'd be quite easy to say she despised him. regardless— )
You could call whatever, to be honest. ( he doesn't normally become curious of males, but well. anything to move the topic along. )
You? ( the look on his face says "you have three seconds to answer or i'm leaving." )
Wow I didn't get notified for this at all
He's glad to see that he seems, well... calmer, and responsive. He cleans off his hand and thinks on how to explain himself, before speaking ]
I'm... a prince. From the kingdoms of Nohr and Hoshido. I'd never been away from home until fairly recently, though... this place seems sort of similar in the strife between two nations, really.
[ He smiles weakly up at Kurenai though. ]
I heard that others from my world could have arrived here too... have you found any of your own? I could help you look if there's anyone you want to find in particular...