[There's part of him that distantly notes how bizarre it is to see how much expression and little else can affect the look of a face. It really is like talking to a stranger...
His own expression is as level as it always is - perhaps moreso than usual. His head inclines forward, gentle.]
If one can help prevent unpleasant things, is it not best to do so? If I can, I hope you would allow me to.
[What a polite roundabout way of being like "help me help you not make a fool outta yourself".]
[Oh mood. Sakyou vibes constantly with general airs of exhaustion.
There's a little flicker of wry humor in his expression in turn, though. It's not really directed at Mandricardo, despite the infinite hilarity this situation actually poses.]
Is this such a job? [DON'T KINGS JUST SIT AROUND DOING NOTHING damn Mandi make things easier on him.] In any case, unpleasantries are hardly a matter of concern for me. I've known them longer than I've known most people.
[Apparently he is a very active king! No sitting around!]
...You may be familiar. But I would not deem to simply hoist them on you as if you were nothing but some kind of mule or cart. I...respect you too much for that.
[Please stop being an active king challenge he is so tired HELLO...
But oh, hm. Apparently he'd not been expecting that, given the briefly and faintly startled look! It's not even because of Emperor's New Haughty Demeanor and his doubts or beliefs in who King Mandi would respect, so much as just... being genuinely unused to having friends. Wow.
He's also apparently a little discomforted though, considering the small knit of his brow and gentle frown that follows his understanding... Somewhat softly:]
...You are far too generous with your opinion. [Please do not respect him sir he is not a respectable lad.] I would prefer being able to help you in any way I'm able; it's the very least I can do for a friend.
Generous? I am as generous as I deem I must be, and in your case I am more than happy to return the favor. You cannot refuse a king such things, you know.
[The word "friend", oddly enough, seems to visibly touch him - his cheeks turn pink, but he attempts to keep his composure.]
...Yes, indeed, we are....... [His blush deepens.] Friends. Yes. And I acknowledge your favor. I suppose if you insist, it would be dishonorable to turn you down...
[Oh... King Mandricardo's soft moe center. Sakyou has the innate feeling that gently bullying this version of Mandricardo would be much more satisfying than gently bullying poor sweet Mandricardo who looked like he was going to cry when they shook hands on their friendship agreement, but he will valiantly resist the urge. There's perhaps a bit of amusement in his smile, but mostly he just looks endeared...]
Far be it from me to refuse a king. [He says, and yet, he absolutely seems like the kind of person who would. Because he is. Because he has!! Kind of.
Anyway:] You're very kind. I only mean to try easing unnecessary burdens for you, so if you allow me this, I'll be grateful. For such matters as finding our way out of this mess of a school, it's perhaps best to work together, anyway.
[IT'S VERY SOFT!!! VERY CUTE!!! THE GAP MOE. Absolutely great flavor, he will do his best to continue not being a bully about it even though it is very hard. His TEASE REFLEXES, RANDY.]
Unfortunately, I don't know that I would be able to offer any sort of expertise in a situation like this... But it's kind of you to say so. I certainly couldn't argue that you're generous. [Every compliment he gets makes him want to die! It's fine.]
I hope that you would spare the same generosity for those who are more worthy of it, though.
[HAHA ACTUALLY LET'S NOT CONTINUE DOWN THIS CONVERSATIONAL PATH, THINKS SAKYOU, WHO KNOWS MANDRICARDO IS NORMALLY FUCKING DEAD AND FULL OF DEPRESSION.]
Oh, no... Is it too warm in here for your liking? You're looking a bit red. Would you like to go outside...?
[There's a very long pause, here. His face is blank, but the way his eyes narrow indicate he is thinking about it. A touch would be brazen, but to say no would perhaps be a sign of fallible pride...his reputation is on the line here.......]
...Hmmmph. [And he turns away with almost a pout?] I will allow it this once.
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[His eyebrows furrow.]
And why is that?
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His own expression is as level as it always is - perhaps moreso than usual. His head inclines forward, gentle.]
If one can help prevent unpleasant things, is it not best to do so? If I can, I hope you would allow me to.
[What a polite roundabout way of being like "help me help you not make a fool outta yourself".]
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[But something softens in his expression, somehow - he looks stern, but overall just...tired.]
Should you not avoid unpleasantries yourself instead of taking up mine?
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There's a little flicker of wry humor in his expression in turn, though. It's not really directed at Mandricardo, despite the infinite hilarity this situation actually poses.]
Is this such a job? [DON'T KINGS JUST SIT AROUND DOING NOTHING damn Mandi make things easier on him.] In any case, unpleasantries are hardly a matter of concern for me. I've known them longer than I've known most people.
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[Apparently he is a very active king! No sitting around!]
...You may be familiar. But I would not deem to simply hoist them on you as if you were nothing but some kind of mule or cart. I...respect you too much for that.
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But oh, hm. Apparently he'd not been expecting that, given the briefly and faintly startled look! It's not even because of Emperor's New Haughty Demeanor and his doubts or beliefs in who King Mandi would respect, so much as just... being genuinely unused to having friends. Wow.
He's also apparently a little discomforted though, considering the small knit of his brow and gentle frown that follows his understanding... Somewhat softly:]
...You are far too generous with your opinion. [Please do not respect him sir he is not a respectable lad.] I would prefer being able to help you in any way I'm able; it's the very least I can do for a friend.
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[The word "friend", oddly enough, seems to visibly touch him - his cheeks turn pink, but he attempts to keep his composure.]
...Yes, indeed, we are....... [His blush deepens.] Friends. Yes. And I acknowledge your favor. I suppose if you insist, it would be dishonorable to turn you down...
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Far be it from me to refuse a king. [He says, and yet, he absolutely seems like the kind of person who would. Because he is. Because he has!! Kind of.
Anyway:] You're very kind. I only mean to try easing unnecessary burdens for you, so if you allow me this, I'll be grateful. For such matters as finding our way out of this mess of a school, it's perhaps best to work together, anyway.
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Tch. You'd better not entertain any thoughts of that - I do not show mercy to those who turn my generosity down.
[Because it's! Totally generosity! Nothing else! Nope!]
...I would be pleased to have you by my side. For you are an interesting and worthwhile companion. I value your expertise.
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Unfortunately, I don't know that I would be able to offer any sort of expertise in a situation like this... But it's kind of you to say so. I certainly couldn't argue that you're generous. [Every compliment he gets makes him want to die! It's fine.]
I hope that you would spare the same generosity for those who are more worthy of it, though.
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Hm! I'm glad you appreciate my...skills, mm.
[And a puff of the chest! This is so funny. SO MUCH ARROGANCE.]
Of course I would...but, ah! You imply you aren't worthy? Don't even dare utter such things. If a king says you are worthy, you are. It is law.
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Ah... I don't believe I've heard of such a law before? But I suppose creating them is another skill a king must have...
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But of course. I shall make all the laws if need be, because nothing can go against the word of a king. It would be a crime to even consider it.
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Mm... I see. You do speak in a perfectly kingly way.
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...I do, don't I?
[STOP]
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Sakyou, tripping over his own urges to tease: oh n]
You have the sort of charming face to match, too.
[He says "charming" and what he means is "endearing, look at this man sparkle".]
Some people are simply born with all the markings of a leader, I suppose...
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[Oh no, is the blush returning again? Haha, pretending it isn't there! Just basking in the compliments!]
Mmmhmmm...yes. My lineage is powerful, and I will forever stand as a reflection of its potential.
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Oh, no... Is it too warm in here for your liking? You're looking a bit red. Would you like to go outside...?
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W-Warm, no...hardly not...
[Composure...slipping a little...]
Hm! A king must tolerate all. Even the heat.
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The fluster is so fuckin funny though. He can't help it, he must... bully... a little. Very gently. It's fine. He'll helpfully lean in!!]
May I have permission to touch you?
[Uwoo how forward???]
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...Hmmmph. [And he turns away with almost a pout?] I will allow it this once.
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Sakyou is honestly doing overtime keeping the amusement off his face and out of his voice. But with permission granted, he leans in even closer...
And then reaches up to gently rest his hand against Mandricardo's forehead.]
Hm... You do feel a little warm.
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[Hm. Hmmm. Sure is a hand against his KINGLY forehead. He must not le this affect his KINGLY demeanor!]
Do you believe I am coming down with something? I assure you, I-I'm fine...
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So you say, but you really do feel very warm.
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[Comes the blunt remark - and suddenly looking regretful, he clears his throat.]
...By which I mean, if there is something to be said about it, speak, or hold your silence.
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