[Like trying to avoid people, for the most part. He does think he remembers hearing about it from Nanami though, he just...doubts he would have really been a welcome addition. Not that he could have really contributed anyway.
Adrian pauses to dig out a potato from his bowl to pop into his mouth before continuing, none-too-subtly letting his tail curl around Rosso behind where he's sitting on the couch.]
That's still a lot though. You ain't gotta know how to write music to make it.
[Or something.]
My, uh. My old man. He used to play guitar. [He continues, his voice a bit lower.] He'd play to get us little shits to go to bed, some nights.
[Actually, it was every night they asked. So, almost every night period.
He looks at Rosso out of the corner of his eye after a moment, the furry tip of his tail flicking against Rosso's knee while being careful to keep the stinger contained within.]
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[Like trying to avoid people, for the most part. He does think he remembers hearing about it from Nanami though, he just...doubts he would have really been a welcome addition. Not that he could have really contributed anyway.
Adrian pauses to dig out a potato from his bowl to pop into his mouth before continuing, none-too-subtly letting his tail curl around Rosso behind where he's sitting on the couch.]
That's still a lot though. You ain't gotta know how to write music to make it.
[Or something.]
My, uh. My old man. He used to play guitar. [He continues, his voice a bit lower.] He'd play to get us little shits to go to bed, some nights.
[Actually, it was every night they asked. So, almost every night period.
He looks at Rosso out of the corner of his eye after a moment, the furry tip of his tail flicking against Rosso's knee while being careful to keep the stinger contained within.]
You're gonna show me sometime, yeah?