And as Psiioniic got about his suspicious lowblood glancings, he'd just keep his eyes down, like the opposite of how any half-decent highbloods would do. He'd focus on Sam and his words. He'd be careful not pretend Mituna didn't exist, but acting like he wasn't up in radar could help. Maybe.
"Family," He repeats. He starts on smiling. "AIGHT. Sounds fuckin legit. SOUNDS NICE." He'd be watching for it now, a little turn in the way of speaking, like how Alternian word of friend and enemy could be the same, with just the right twist in sound. "Back on the motherfuck at you, brother."
Did Sigma know about that? He wondered. He doesn't remember Sigma saying it, but Sigma was a private person, keeping a lot up at to himself. For good reason and less so. He hasn't seen the man this arena. He hopes he's alright, but, he'd dare not ask either of them here if they'd seen him. Sigma was allied with the Capitol, and he himself was very obviously not so.
Then again, maybe this could help keep Sigma safe. If Sam knew he trusted Sigma, then Sam might help him laterways. "DO YOU USE THAT UP IN YOUR FAMILIES WHAT'S LIKE..." He searches for the right word. Not just brothers and sisters. Not just those bound in otherways. "What's like a father. AND A SON. That human binding particular. WOULD YOU USE THAT THEN?"
Of course, he says this idly, so as not to distract Sam from making them melted miracle snacks. Anticipating the smell filling the air just has him want for it more.
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"Family," He repeats. He starts on smiling. "AIGHT. Sounds fuckin legit. SOUNDS NICE." He'd be watching for it now, a little turn in the way of speaking, like how Alternian word of friend and enemy could be the same, with just the right twist in sound. "Back on the motherfuck at you, brother."
Did Sigma know about that? He wondered. He doesn't remember Sigma saying it, but Sigma was a private person, keeping a lot up at to himself. For good reason and less so. He hasn't seen the man this arena. He hopes he's alright, but, he'd dare not ask either of them here if they'd seen him. Sigma was allied with the Capitol, and he himself was very obviously not so.
Then again, maybe this could help keep Sigma safe. If Sam knew he trusted Sigma, then Sam might help him laterways. "DO YOU USE THAT UP IN YOUR FAMILIES WHAT'S LIKE..." He searches for the right word. Not just brothers and sisters. Not just those bound in otherways. "What's like a father. AND A SON. That human binding particular. WOULD YOU USE THAT THEN?"
Of course, he says this idly, so as not to distract Sam from making them melted miracle snacks. Anticipating the smell filling the air just has him want for it more.