You really wanna start playing catch? In a shopping street?
[ That doesn't mean Tidus isn't scooping up the ball, rolling it between two hands. Wondering where Jecht found it, but then--it might be like back home, or in Spira. Balls just wherever, easy to knock into.
But ball games aren't what are in his mind. Not because of the where - as if that would bother either of him - but, well. Where to even begin? ]
Tossing a ball won't make the gods happy.
[ Not to be slightly smarmy -- but then again: why not? When Jecht's been annoyingly obtuse so far. ]
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[ That doesn't mean Tidus isn't scooping up the ball, rolling it between two hands. Wondering where Jecht found it, but then--it might be like back home, or in Spira. Balls just wherever, easy to knock into.
But ball games aren't what are in his mind. Not because of the where - as if that would bother either of him - but, well. Where to even begin? ]
Tossing a ball won't make the gods happy.
[ Not to be slightly smarmy -- but then again: why not? When Jecht's been annoyingly obtuse so far. ]