[Ash is so funny aaaaaaa. Eiji just pauses to look at the bike, and then
at the rest of the bikes, too. And then at Ash. Right. No one on God's green earth would ever leave anything just out in New York because (gestures at America).]
No...? It is okay to leave it. [He points to the other bikes.] These are here, too. See? [Some bikes do get stolen sometimes, but that's because those people are hooligans.] Probably at school, or at work.
[The crime is laughable. He's so sorry to Ash. But now there doesn't have to be any claws. Maybe Ash can learn to relax? He hopes... Ash can relax, but also that Ash doesn't feel bad if the defined edge of survival gets softened from being here.
That's fine. He's, like, never sending Ash back to New York anyway............]
I will show you bike when we come back. And I will laugh because it is there.
[He
takes Ash by the hand to lead him to the little hooded bench and the sign to wait for the bus.]
but ash rolls his eyes, letting himself be pulled along. it's still a little strange, to be able to walk around like this without worrying about someone spotting them and taking advantage of the situation.
at least, he has no complaints about it. ]
And when it is gone, I want a prize for being right.
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at the rest of the bikes, too. And then at Ash. Right. No one on God's green earth would ever leave anything just out in New York because (gestures at America).]
No...? It is okay to leave it. [He points to the other bikes.] These are here, too. See? [Some bikes do get stolen sometimes, but that's because those people are hooligans.] Probably at school, or at work.
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[ this makes no sense. what are the crime statistics here.
he still seems unsure, but he'll take a step away to follow eiji, glancing back at the bike. ]
If it's gone when we come back, I'll say I told you so.
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[The crime is laughable. He's so sorry to Ash. But now there doesn't have to be any claws. Maybe Ash can learn to relax? He hopes... Ash can relax, but also that Ash doesn't feel bad if the defined edge of survival gets softened from being here.
That's fine. He's, like, never sending Ash back to New York anyway............]
I will show you bike when we come back. And I will laugh because it is there.
[He
takes Ash by the hand to lead him to the little hooded bench and the sign to wait for the bus.]
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but ash rolls his eyes, letting himself be pulled along. it's still a little strange, to be able to walk around like this without worrying about someone spotting them and taking advantage of the situation.
at least, he has no complaints about it. ]
And when it is gone, I want a prize for being right.