Rex finds himself feeling downright uncomfortable, even taking time to look to his left and right, revisiting his surroundings before returning his gaze to Shinichi's crumpling exterior. He does take note of the way that Migi turns to face his conjoined something or other, if only for a brief moment in time.
Without noticing, some of the young hero's defensive body language falters, his broad, square shoulders slumping. This is so damn weird. He's never had to do this before. When it comes to consoling the crying children and telling people that everything is going to be okay, he's always noticeably absent, either already turning away to head to back to HQ or another emergency, or just doing something else, anything else.
He can't find a perfectly-timed remark for this. Nothing funny even in the frattiest of senses comes to mind, so unfortunately for now, Shinichi will receive a rare shred of dignity from Guardian of the Globes' resident dickhead.]
Yeah, you would think that, wouldn't you?
[Rex sheepishly rubs the back of his (frighteningly muscular) neck with a gloved hand.]
That it's just... The outliers. The one or two cock-brained cuckoos who'd be crazy enough to pull that kinda stunt.
[Rex's hand is back at his side again.
He sighs.]
Most of the time, though, it's somebody who's just...
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Rex finds himself feeling downright uncomfortable, even taking time to look to his left and right, revisiting his surroundings before returning his gaze to Shinichi's crumpling exterior. He does take note of the way that Migi turns to face his conjoined something or other, if only for a brief moment in time.
Without noticing, some of the young hero's defensive body language falters, his broad, square shoulders slumping. This is so damn weird. He's never had to do this before. When it comes to consoling the crying children and telling people that everything is going to be okay, he's always noticeably absent, either already turning away to head to back to HQ or another emergency, or just doing something else, anything else.
He can't find a perfectly-timed remark for this. Nothing funny even in the frattiest of senses comes to mind, so unfortunately for now, Shinichi will receive a rare shred of dignity from Guardian of the Globes' resident dickhead.]
Yeah, you would think that, wouldn't you?
[Rex sheepishly rubs the back of his (frighteningly muscular) neck with a gloved hand.]
That it's just... The outliers. The one or two cock-brained cuckoos who'd be crazy enough to pull that kinda stunt.
[Rex's hand is back at his side again.
He sighs.]
Most of the time, though, it's somebody who's just...
[He swallows hard before continuing.]
Followin' orders.
[And somehow, strangely...
That feels a whole lot worse.]
I don't know what else to tell ya.