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(to the tune of batman) dananananananana danny
[And to think, just a few days ago Yasusada was regaling Danny with enthusiastic talk of his former master...
The Yasusada here now is a very different sight, all of his excitable energy replaced with a heavy air of sorrow. He looks, for once, all of his 550 years--he doesn't acknowledge Danny's presence, but he doesn't seem to be particularly aware of anything, right now, lost in his own thoughts. But he isn't giving off "go away" vibes; he won't turn Danny away if he chooses to approach.]
The Yasusada here now is a very different sight, all of his excitable energy replaced with a heavy air of sorrow. He looks, for once, all of his 550 years--he doesn't acknowledge Danny's presence, but he doesn't seem to be particularly aware of anything, right now, lost in his own thoughts. But he isn't giving off "go away" vibes; he won't turn Danny away if he chooses to approach.]
...hey there.
You okay? [ the second he asks it, he cringes at himself. ]
You okay? [ the second he asks it, he cringes at himself. ]
[ oh...he and buzen were close, weren't they...and hadn't buzen said something about learning about human emotions? is yasusada like that too? ]
Uh...yeah...that happens.
Uh...yeah...that happens.
[He is--though whether he's further along than Buzen, or whether he has far more to learn, is likely a matter of perspective.]
...Our master should be able to find his spirit again. When we get home. But even so...
[Even so, it feels like failure to have lost him.]
...Our master should be able to find his spirit again. When we get home. But even so...
[Even so, it feels like failure to have lost him.]
...yeah. You, uh--you knew each other before the Prism, right? You're another one of those sword-people?
Oh. Huh.
Do the smiths know they're also making, like...people, when they forge swords?
Do the smiths know they're also making, like...people, when they forge swords?
[ Danny is on the rooftop, taking in a biiiiig, deep breath of fresh air! That is, until he spots a bubble forming and approaching from the greenhouse. ]
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.
You too, huh? What number are you up to with these?
Great. Alright, let's just get it over with, I guess. [ he sighs, hopes for the best, and presses a yellow hand against the bubble.
Have fun with this, buddy. (22:35-23:43, 27:38-28:02) ]
Have fun with this, buddy. (22:35-23:43, 27:38-28:02) ]
[ Danny hides his face in his hands as he curls in on himself, this is the LITERAL WORST MEMORY THAT COULD'VE BEEN SHARED, WHY
eventually he peeks between his fingers, wincing ]
I--well--no, I mean...kind of?
eventually he peeks between his fingers, wincing ]
I--well--no, I mean...kind of?
[ Danny grimaces and looks down at the ground. ]
...Yeah, okay.
...Yeah, okay.
[ blinks, confused. oh, we're still talking? ]
Um. I'm only...half-ghost?
Um. I'm only...half-ghost?
Uhhh...maybe? [ danny doesn't really know her exact species ]
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