[At first Gladion just waits, and spends the wait mulling things over further. I'll think about it is a barely-concealed shrug. He is, he thinks, concerned for Rindo. But also: the guy doesn't need to be fussed at about making friends, of all fucking things, mere hours after...all of this.
Who is he even turning into.
Some time passes. Gladion starts to wonder, a little.
...There are other things that don't really need to be fussed over, either.]
I'll let you get some rest. See you around, probably.
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Who is he even turning into.
Some time passes. Gladion starts to wonder, a little.
...There are other things that don't really need to be fussed over, either.]
I'll let you get some rest. See you around, probably.