[As always, Charles has the appropriate reaction to this stuff, always. Junpei shrugs, then nods, like yeah - yeah, that would definitely contribute to his very specific questions about punishment for wrong answers. Will he explain the AB Game in full detail...? Or the, and he's briefly extremely relieved only the bracelet followed him here, the exploding collars?
Depends on how the rest of this goes, he supposes.]
Yeah, let me— hang on. [He pops the bracelet back the right way around, needle holes not pointed out at the world, and shuffles past Charles to put it back in the drawer and push it shut. For a few extra seconds he stands there and looks at the drawer, then turns to embrace Charles and bury his face in his chest. Hey.]
For what it's worth, I don't think it works outside of the, uh, you know.
the sheer romance of not killing him--
Depends on how the rest of this goes, he supposes.]
Yeah, let me— hang on. [He pops the bracelet back the right way around, needle holes not pointed out at the world, and shuffles past Charles to put it back in the drawer and push it shut. For a few extra seconds he stands there and looks at the drawer, then turns to embrace Charles and bury his face in his chest. Hey.]
For what it's worth, I don't think it works outside of the, uh, you know.