[ if nothing else, no, riddle probably wouldn't be able to tolerate someone his own age any more than he'd be able to tolerate the real gojo - which would, in all likelihood, be such a tirefire of histrionics that it would probably end in something like a murder-suicide. it's odd that he almost finds that thought comforting.
not really, though. ]
I'm not being unfair in the slightest. You're being fussy over nothing. I would much rather spend my evenings with you, and I would hope you'd know that by now by how many of them I've spent with you.
But I'm not going to promise never to leave your sight again. That's impossible.
[ nope, not going to indulge that, thank you very much. even if he knows this is only going to make things worse. heaven help him. ]
no subject
not really, though. ]
I'm not being unfair in the slightest. You're being fussy over nothing. I would much rather spend my evenings with you, and I would hope you'd know that by now by how many of them I've spent with you.
But I'm not going to promise never to leave your sight again. That's impossible.
[ nope, not going to indulge that, thank you very much. even if he knows this is only going to make things worse. heaven help him. ]