People only see what's placed in front of them, most of the time.
[November knows this rule intimately. It was the one thing he'd kept in mind all these years as a Contractor. All the time he's spent working with people who felt emotions normally, who reacted to death or loss with tears or anger. In that time, he's picked up tricks on how to come across as a human, to masquerade amongst them without suspect.
And if his top agent position didn't speak to his ability to pull it off, he doesn't know what would.]
Ah, well, I'm flattered. You're no fool, Mister Kigai.
[Maybe a good actor, but not a fool. Those eyes are too sharp, the words too carefully chosen.]
And please, you can just call me November, if this is where our relationship is going to lead.
Or it may be that they do not wish to believe that they are surrounded by less than honorable people. Things are stressful enough without adding that they cannot trust who they are spending their time with, right?
[ Yuuto laughs to himself as it works on two fronts. Since he had tried to kill one recruit and succeeded in murdering another. A cute fire-user who reminded him of another fire-user that he was supposed to ask for should he go into battle -- his smile softens more. ]
Ignorance is bliss. At least, that's what they say.
[He's always found that to be untrue, at least for himself. Perhaps it was ingrained from his tenure at MI6, but he'd much rather know than to be kept in the dark. After all, he can plan for something he knows.]
Yuuto, then. It's a pleasure to finally meet you like this.
[It's not really embarrassing. But then, he's a poor judge of that, since he doesn't easily fluster at all anymore. A perk of the whole Contractor thing.]
Hm, how to put it? It's showing a part of myself that is extremely negative.
[ Yuuto says with a smile. He may not be a Contractor but he feels like he would probably have been in November's world, is that a comfort? Ah, no, it's just his truth. ]
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[November knows this rule intimately. It was the one thing he'd kept in mind all these years as a Contractor. All the time he's spent working with people who felt emotions normally, who reacted to death or loss with tears or anger. In that time, he's picked up tricks on how to come across as a human, to masquerade amongst them without suspect.
And if his top agent position didn't speak to his ability to pull it off, he doesn't know what would.]
Ah, well, I'm flattered. You're no fool, Mister Kigai.
[Maybe a good actor, but not a fool. Those eyes are too sharp, the words too carefully chosen.]
And please, you can just call me November, if this is where our relationship is going to lead.
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[ Yuuto laughs to himself as it works on two fronts. Since he had tried to kill one recruit and succeeded in murdering another. A cute fire-user who reminded him of another fire-user that he was supposed to ask for should he go into battle -- his smile softens more. ]
I'm touched that you think that way about me!
[ Ah, how nice. ]
Then, you may call me Yuuto, November.
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[He's always found that to be untrue, at least for himself. Perhaps it was ingrained from his tenure at MI6, but he'd much rather know than to be kept in the dark. After all, he can plan for something he knows.]
Yuuto, then. It's a pleasure to finally meet you like this.
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[ He laughs a few times, like it is a great joke, before sobering up. His hand rests on the back of his head as he ruffles his own hair. ]
Ah, it's very embarrassing to show this side of myself. But it isn't like it is not always there, yes?
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[It's not really embarrassing. But then, he's a poor judge of that, since he doesn't easily fluster at all anymore. A perk of the whole Contractor thing.]
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[ Yuuto says with a smile. He may not be a Contractor but he feels like he would probably have been in November's world, is that a comfort? Ah, no, it's just his truth. ]