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[shadowstrikes]

Giving K a fairly flat look at this very reasonable question and corrective observation, Hakkyuu then gives a slight shrug.

"What can I say, it's the only connection to particular loved ones that I have now,"

Ironically, right now, that part isn't an outright lie, a truth buried obliquely in a joke. There's a momentary pause, something like irritation flashing through his eyes, before he makes an exasperated noise and waves impatiently in the creature's direction.

"Just spray the damn frog and enjoy yourself, yeah?"

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Unruffled, K turns his attention wholly back to the frog.

"I know we've only just met, and I don't have the first clue about what your preferences are. A light misting? A thorough soaking? Something else?"

He painstakingly adjusts the mister in his hand, a stickler for details even when he doesn't know them.

Apparently.

[shadowstrikes]

"Frogs swim, I don't think you'll do it any harm if you drenched it entirely. I'd probably say keep going until you're done or you get the feeling it's had enough."

He moves to lean his back against the sideboard again, arms folding over his chest, though when he speaks next it's with a little less nebulous annoyance.

"You won't hurt him, K. Go ahead."

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"You realize I'm still learning what most feelings even are," he points out, idly, a wry joke of his own to make a very real truth go down a little easier.

But something Hakkyuu has said has raised a larger concern for him for the moment than the other man's surliness. "Does he need a pond or something?" he asks, giving the frog a few careful, experimental spritzes.

[shadowstrikes]

Hakkyuu's expression takes on a fairly unreadable state, though he doesn't sound precisely unamused as he simply answers, "Yeah, well, get used the whole learning what feelings are thing, most people don't entirely know themselves. You're probably doing way better than you think and almost certainly better than most."

He watches the frog as it blinks, wetly, lifting one little webby paw to drag it's little fingers over its face a few times as it subtly leans towards the spray K provides.

"I'm sure he'll work himself out. It's a plant room, not a frog room."

But then, he gets the feeling there's a protest on the frogs behalf building so he takes a deep, demonstrative breath that's Oh So Put Upon and adds, "Bet if you ever wanted to bring him a bird bath though I'm sure he'd be real happy about it. Don't let the name fool you, we'll add a little 'bastard frogs welcome' sign, how about that?"