[Why does he feel seen through, why does it feel like Figaro saw through what he was intending, how does he recover from this-
But Figaro says he likes roses, and Gepard perks up like he's a puppy that was just offered a treat. His eyes slightly widen, his lips curl up in a small, shy smile that he really ought to smother, but it can linger for a moment, Figaro can see.]
I like roses. But you're right... [He can admit it.] ...even if I didn't kill it, my windowsill would be a bad place for a rose bush. I feel like I should get something sturdy, or, barring that...
[...fine.] Cheap. I keep on telling myself that I should be happy with the florist simply being close to where I live. Even if I can't keep a plant alive, it's nice seeing them as I go back and forth from work, and a bouquet lasts long enough until I inevitably go back to the front lines again. [That is to say, a handful of days.] But I always find myself buying a new plant when I'm back in Belobog. I tell myself that this time, it will work out.
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But Figaro says he likes roses, and Gepard perks up like he's a puppy that was just offered a treat. His eyes slightly widen, his lips curl up in a small, shy smile that he really ought to smother, but it can linger for a moment, Figaro can see.]
I like roses. But you're right... [He can admit it.] ...even if I didn't kill it, my windowsill would be a bad place for a rose bush. I feel like I should get something sturdy, or, barring that...
[...fine.] Cheap. I keep on telling myself that I should be happy with the florist simply being close to where I live. Even if I can't keep a plant alive, it's nice seeing them as I go back and forth from work, and a bouquet lasts long enough until I inevitably go back to the front lines again. [That is to say, a handful of days.] But I always find myself buying a new plant when I'm back in Belobog. I tell myself that this time, it will work out.