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Falcon's face scrunches up a little at the mention of Kirijo, but otherwise he's still in a rather good mood.
"At least there won't be any of them truly around." There better not be, at least. "Either way, I'm curious about your collection of poisons, so I think I will."
He stares out into his garden a little longer, pleased as a punch. He's very happy with how it came out. Even if he and Rose worked mostly in silence, he feels like they have an understanding.
Out of the corner of his eye, a blue butterfly flaps it's wings.
Well, better that he knows he's going into 'enemy' territory before he gets there.
"And if anyone did try to give you trouble while you were visiting, they'd have to get through me first." Yes, even Kirijo-san herself, for all Haru doesn't think that will be a difficulty if she ever appears.
(She doesn't see the butterfly or hear anything, but she won't bat an eye of Falcon chooses to explain. Aspen's told her the bare basics.)
He blinks at her, and then bursts into amused laughter.
"Not that I can imagine having any trouble with them," he chuckles, smiling, "but I certainly appreciate the sentiment. I'll let you know if I need your help- they'd never even know what hit them."
(He won't; he doesn't see the point. Raven explained to him what it was, but beyond the butterfly, he's never seen any effects. The butterfly is already gone, anyway.)
"No, they wouldn't. You're a person, and you deserve to be treated as such, and if they can't understand that they don't deserve to interact with you."
As she understands it, most of the people responsible for the robotics program weren't real people anyway.
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They do kind of own the entire town.
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"At least there won't be any of them truly around." There better not be, at least. "Either way, I'm curious about your collection of poisons, so I think I will."
He stares out into his garden a little longer, pleased as a punch. He's very happy with how it came out. Even if he and Rose worked mostly in silence, he feels like they have an understanding.
Out of the corner of his eye, a blue butterfly flaps it's wings.
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"And if anyone did try to give you trouble while you were visiting, they'd have to get through me first." Yes, even Kirijo-san herself, for all Haru doesn't think that will be a difficulty if she ever appears.
(She doesn't see the butterfly or hear anything, but she won't bat an eye of Falcon chooses to explain. Aspen's told her the bare basics.)
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"Not that I can imagine having any trouble with them," he chuckles, smiling, "but I certainly appreciate the sentiment. I'll let you know if I need your help- they'd never even know what hit them."
(He won't; he doesn't see the point. Raven explained to him what it was, but beyond the butterfly, he's never seen any effects. The butterfly is already gone, anyway.)
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As she understands it, most of the people responsible for the robotics program weren't real people anyway.
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"... Hah. Thanks." He certainly doesn't dislike Rose's penchant for seeing people as real or not... and being seen as real.