Sakyou has quite a few in hand himself, though he keeps his left hand free. Y'know. Just in case DANGER swoops down out of fuckin nowhere and they need to fight very suddenly. ie yeah he sure brought his wholeass sword to the library, thank god campus security is nonexistent.]
Ah! Good day. [A little nod! He'll turn to face Mandricardo, smiling just a little in his understated way.] I wanted to see if I could find a few books about the history of this place, but it seems there isn't much to be found... There are other interesting things, though. Have you found anything good?
[He would probably just never come into the library if they disallowed him from bringing his sword, but he seems genuinely baffled by the concept that it might have been a possibility to begin with...
ALSO HE NOTICES THAT DON'T THINK YOU CAN RUN MANDY.]
[HE'S JUST GIVING MANDRICARDO A BIT OF A LOST LOOK please, his vernacular... But he will just gently let that topic drift off into the river... He'll just have to pummel anyone who wants to confiscate his sword, it's fine.]
--Ah? [Perking up a little, curious!] Have you found anything?
But oh... Mandricardo, your one poem... That's a little sad?? He thinks??? Honestly, he wonders if maybe someone so self-conscious and introverted would prefer it that way, but it still seems a bit lonely to be a Heroic Spirit mentioned in just one poem.
His expression is soft, but there's no pity or anything in it.]
I see... Perhaps there are other mentions of it in books you haven't gotten to yet? [A beat, and then:] Do you have the poem...?
...Quite honestly, I know I'm not going to find myself in other stuff.
[It's just how it is. At their core, Heroic Spirits know how they've been portrayed. Some are even warped by their portrayal, changed into something more perception than reality.]
[Mandricardo stands, knowing he's been crippled by his.]
[He shifts in place a little hesitantly, before reaching for the one of the books from the one he's carrying. It's a pretty thick book, the Orlando Furioso emblazoned on its cover. But before handing it over, he pauses.]
[Oh... That's also kind of sad. There's a little furrow at his brow, and he looks like he might say something for a second. Apparently he decides against it, though - at least for now.
Instead, he reaches out for this bigass beefy book the fuck. But he also pauses when Mandricardo does, giving him a curious look.]
[This is legitimately a ride even from an outsider perspective. HE'S JUST. WATCHING THIS JOURNEY UNFOLD...
HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT MANDRICARDO'S FINAL AIM HERE IS???? CAN THEY BE FRIED???? ARE THEY TEMPURA NOW????
And by the time he gets to the end and just loudly busts out a friendship declaration in front of god and everyone, he's looking openly startled. For many reasons, honestly, like. FIRST OF ALL THAT LOOKED PHYSICALLY PAINFUL FOR POOR SWEET MANDRICARDO...
And also, this is only like, the fourth time in his wholeass life that someone has actually approached him wanting to be friends, straight-up saying that they want to be friends. He's but a mere lonely ronin who isn't used to friendship!! It's honestly miraculous that Mandricardo actually asked because Sakyou otherwise just default assumes that no one ever wants to befriend him. God bless.]
After shaking that startle away - which doesn't take that long - he's just. Well. He actually looks gently mirthful for a moment because that entire thing was so fuckin funny, even if he realizes that it was entirely a reaction of a Distressed Anxious Lad Trying To Do Something Socially Monumental.
But he also looks touched!! Gross. Friendship goobers all over the place here. The smile on his face isn't the largest of grins, but it's quite warm, offsetting the little twinkle of peaceable amusement.]
Ah - goodness... Of course, if that's something you would like. It would be my honor to call you a friend.
[Easy-peasy!
The only reason he is agreeing to this is because Mandricardo knows the taste of vengeance and as such, he isn't quite as concerned about being, like. A nasty stain on his life. Haha! Quite.]
[The world is going dark. Of course, Sakyou is a very cool, elegant man. Here he is, bumbling, nervous, anxious, a wreck, a disaster...well, he could go on. He's expecting Sakyou to just laugh and say no. Any second now. Ah, see, he's smiling. That's it. Time to be ridiculed, and for good reason. He can't even say the word "friends". He said FRIED, HE REALLY SAID FRIED. Here it comes.]
Yeah. Yeah.
[He's just nodding, lost in his own internal monologue, and feels like he's going to collapse to the floor. That's where he belongs. Floor looks so inviting. It's not like Sakyou just agreed.]
Ah, we're....fr...friends? Ahaha. [He actually looks like he's going to cry. Oh my god. Sakyou's grin is so nice.] Oh. Thank you. Really. I'm...touched. I'm very touched. Thank you.
[Honestly if Mandricardo didn't look like he was on the verge of tears, Sakyou would probably bully him a lot more... IT'S ENDEARING, THOUGH. ALSO KIND OF SAD, please don't be that happy about friendship with a ronin. What kind of sad life must one lead, damn...]
It's not so surprising, is it?
[Even Sakyou Sakyouson, who is well-known for not recognizing Bonds until they're pointed out, feels like they at least connected over something somewhat significant earlier.
Tragic that he recognizes Revenge Bonds faster than like anything else, damn.]
[Wow, friend! Sometimes friends do just appear out of thin air... in intergalactic kidnapping situations. It's fine, they're all doing great.
ALSO THIS IS SO SAD MANDI YOUR TEARS. Sakyou's brow furrows a little, both because of that and out of concern for whatever's written in the book. Not because he thinks it'll change his opinion too greatly, but--]
...Are you really alright with my reading it? I wouldn't want to impose, or have you feel like it's a necessity or anything of that nature...
[HE DOESN'T WANT IT TO BE A FORCED FRIENDSHIP TOKEN TRADE!! He hadn't really Thought thought about the implications of reading the legend a dude supposedly is part of until now.]
[A FRIEND....... sugoi. can't believe sakyou is accidentally turning this sweet friendship into a "we're doing our best to make sure mandricardo starts regretting this moment" challenge.
Sakyou just gives him a grateful smile, holding the book with great care.]
Thank you, then. [It's a touching gesture, and one he openly appreciates.] I'll take care with it and return it to you once I've read it. Though I might not right away...
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Sakyou has quite a few in hand himself, though he keeps his left hand free. Y'know. Just in case DANGER swoops down out of fuckin nowhere and they need to fight very suddenly. ie yeah he sure brought his wholeass sword to the library, thank god campus security is nonexistent.]
Ah! Good day. [A little nod! He'll turn to face Mandricardo, smiling just a little in his understated way.] I wanted to see if I could find a few books about the history of this place, but it seems there isn't much to be found... There are other interesting things, though. Have you found anything good?
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[He looks a little self-conscious, also, he's staring at that sword.]
...Did they really allow you to bring that into the library?
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[He would probably just never come into the library if they disallowed him from bringing his sword, but he seems genuinely baffled by the concept that it might have been a possibility to begin with...
ALSO HE NOTICES THAT DON'T THINK YOU CAN RUN MANDY.]
..."Well"?
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[YOU DO YOU!!!]
Uh... [And a huff.] Well, mostly looking up stuff from my history, actually.
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--Ah? [Perking up a little, curious!] Have you found anything?
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A-Ah, not much, I mean, there's a lot about the period, even my country, but as far as my name...
[And he looks a bit flustered.]
Just the one poem. The one I already knew of.
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But oh... Mandricardo, your one poem... That's a little sad?? He thinks??? Honestly, he wonders if maybe someone so self-conscious and introverted would prefer it that way, but it still seems a bit lonely to be a Heroic Spirit mentioned in just one poem.
His expression is soft, but there's no pity or anything in it.]
I see... Perhaps there are other mentions of it in books you haven't gotten to yet? [A beat, and then:] Do you have the poem...?
[Can he read???]
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[It's just how it is. At their core, Heroic Spirits know how they've been portrayed. Some are even warped by their portrayal, changed into something more perception than reality.]
[Mandricardo stands, knowing he's been crippled by his.]
[He shifts in place a little hesitantly, before reaching for the one of the books from the one he's carrying. It's a pretty thick book, the Orlando Furioso emblazoned on its cover. But before handing it over, he pauses.]
Can I, uh...ask you somethin', first?
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Instead, he reaches out for this bigass beefy book the fuck. But he also pauses when Mandricardo does, giving him a curious look.]
Mm? Of course, you can ask whatever you'd like.
1/?
[There's a strange look on his face. Like someone who's concentrating very, very hard on something, but is nervously worried it won't be enough.]
Can we...uh. [A sharp intake of voice.] Shit.
2/?
3/?
4/?
5/?
[JUST GET IT OUT ALREADY]
6/6
I'D VERY MUCH LIKE TO BE FRIENDS IF THAT'S OKAY WITH YOU I REALLY DON'T MIND IF YOU SAY NO OKAY THAT'S ALL I WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU.
[A library patron gives him a VERY dirty look for this and Mandricardo lets out a strangled noise.]
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HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT MANDRICARDO'S FINAL AIM HERE IS???? CAN THEY BE FRIED???? ARE THEY TEMPURA NOW????
And by the time he gets to the end and just loudly busts out a friendship declaration in front of god and everyone, he's looking openly startled. For many reasons, honestly, like. FIRST OF ALL THAT LOOKED PHYSICALLY PAINFUL FOR POOR SWEET MANDRICARDO...
And also, this is only like, the fourth time in his wholeass life that someone has actually approached him wanting to be friends, straight-up saying that they want to be friends. He's but a mere lonely ronin who isn't used to friendship!! It's honestly miraculous that Mandricardo actually asked because Sakyou otherwise just default assumes that no one ever wants to befriend him. God bless.]
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After shaking that startle away - which doesn't take that long - he's just. Well. He actually looks gently mirthful for a moment because that entire thing was so fuckin funny, even if he realizes that it was entirely a reaction of a Distressed Anxious Lad Trying To Do Something Socially Monumental.
But he also looks touched!! Gross. Friendship goobers all over the place here. The smile on his face isn't the largest of grins, but it's quite warm, offsetting the little twinkle of peaceable amusement.]
Ah - goodness... Of course, if that's something you would like. It would be my honor to call you a friend.
[Easy-peasy!
The only reason he is agreeing to this is because Mandricardo knows the taste of vengeance and as such, he isn't quite as concerned about being, like. A nasty stain on his life. Haha! Quite.]
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[The world is going dark. Of course, Sakyou is a very cool, elegant man. Here he is, bumbling, nervous, anxious, a wreck, a disaster...well, he could go on. He's expecting Sakyou to just laugh and say no. Any second now. Ah, see, he's smiling. That's it. Time to be ridiculed, and for good reason. He can't even say the word "friends". He said FRIED, HE REALLY SAID FRIED. Here it comes.]
Yeah. Yeah.
[He's just nodding, lost in his own internal monologue, and feels like he's going to collapse to the floor. That's where he belongs. Floor looks so inviting. It's not like Sakyou just agreed.]
[Sakyou just........agreed.]
[Sakyou...........................................agreed?]
Eh?
[...............................Holy shit.]
Ah, we're....fr...friends? Ahaha. [He actually looks like he's going to cry. Oh my god. Sakyou's grin is so nice.] Oh. Thank you. Really. I'm...touched. I'm very touched. Thank you.
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It's not so surprising, is it?
[Even Sakyou Sakyouson, who is well-known for not recognizing Bonds until they're pointed out, feels like they at least connected over something somewhat significant earlier.
Tragic that he recognizes Revenge Bonds faster than like anything else, damn.]
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N-No, just...I didn't think anyone would want to get along with me like that...
[Just blinking back the wetness! He's fine! It's fine!]
Anyways. Um. Here.
[And handing him the book, finally.]
I'm...kind of a terrible character in that. So...don't try to think too poorly of me. I'm a different guy, now.
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ALSO THIS IS SO SAD MANDI YOUR TEARS. Sakyou's brow furrows a little, both because of that and out of concern for whatever's written in the book. Not because he thinks it'll change his opinion too greatly, but--]
...Are you really alright with my reading it? I wouldn't want to impose, or have you feel like it's a necessity or anything of that nature...
[HE DOESN'T WANT IT TO BE A FORCED FRIENDSHIP TOKEN TRADE!! He hadn't really Thought thought about the implications of reading the legend a dude supposedly is part of until now.]
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[He nods, looking away momentarily as he wipes his eyes with the back of a hand. Weh. A friend....]
It's not a big deal. Really. I'm just givin' it you cause I want to, not because its a trade, alright?
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Sakyou just gives him a grateful smile, holding the book with great care.]
Thank you, then. [It's a touching gesture, and one he openly appreciates.] I'll take care with it and return it to you once I've read it. Though I might not right away...