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Ryouko nodded and then walked back into the room with the automaton, sitting against the wall where it had fallen. He eyed it and then the blade at his left side, grinning softly. He looked at Kiiros, because he bet Kiiros would have followed, or hoped he did, and spoke. "I often think if people knew what I was thinking sometimes, I'd be dead within seconds. But you...You don't care what they think, is what it looks like. You're blunt and extremely honest. You don't seem all bad to me, is what I'm trying to say. The slap? I saw how you didn't know what you were doing. That's why I wanted to talk. Are you alright, Kiiros?" Ryouko asked, as he took off the blades and set them in front of him. He wanted to understand the Pyrokinetic, honestly. Asking if he was okay would be shocking, considering Kiiros had slapped him.

But Ryouko was Ryouko. And he understood more than the average person his age.