[Mandricardo's hands drop to his sides, limp, as he gazes at Sakyou for a long moment. Waste their time...?]
Sakyou...
[And then it's as if something snaps, and his own expression shifts, almost vicious itself.]
Are we not FRIENDS? [And it comes out so sharply, so boldly, in the same tone he had yesterday in all his kingly nature. He then winces at his own self, shaking his head.] Ugh. What I mean...what I mean is...Sakyou. You are not a waste of my time, and you never have been, and if you think YOU are the one who decides if you're a waste or not, then hear this! You CANNOT tell me my own feelings-! I want to help! And I will continue to want to help, because you're my friend, damn it!
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[It feels like a slap to the face.]
[Mandricardo's hands drop to his sides, limp, as he gazes at Sakyou for a long moment. Waste their time...?]
Sakyou...
[And then it's as if something snaps, and his own expression shifts, almost vicious itself.]
Are we not FRIENDS? [And it comes out so sharply, so boldly, in the same tone he had yesterday in all his kingly nature. He then winces at his own self, shaking his head.] Ugh. What I mean...what I mean is...Sakyou. You are not a waste of my time, and you never have been, and if you think YOU are the one who decides if you're a waste or not, then hear this! You CANNOT tell me my own feelings-! I want to help! And I will continue to want to help, because you're my friend, damn it!