[Is it unfortunate luck? He thinks to maybe ask her the question that always sort of settles in the back of his head. "Do you believe in fate?" It's hard to say what's fate and what's just history that was predetermined, but...maybe that's why fate exists.
Likewise, he doesn't know it but those words will repeat and remind him of a circumstance from not too long ago. It's something he thinks of now, too, as she speaks of fate.
"Life is simply unfair...don't you think?" "I require all of you to take part in a game. With the fate of you, me, and the human race in the balance."
Even further back, there's something else that makes him think about his fate here.
"I mean to have you participate in a game. Some of you, I know, are familiar with this game. It is a game...where you will put your life on the line."
Was this game just another chain of events he never asked for?
The anger in his expression seems to dissipate and give way to surprise when her hand moves and fixes his bangs. The words don't do much to change that either, and the look he gives her is unreadable at best.
"What...is she doing?" It's a question he won't ask even if he thinks it to himself. And yet, he knows she's right. The game's begun and even without the rules at-hand, he'll have to figure it out.
...god the whole thing is exhausting. So, yeah, he kind of just looks at her with that same unsure expression before he closes...uno eye. He also turns to show her his watch so she can see the time.]
...twenty minutes. Half an hour at the most. [So. Normally he'd bail, but he figures he should try to push his own limitations of trust to make this Master-Servant thing work.] Half an hour, and I'll have to go back out there. Okay?
[He already knows he won't sleep, but he should maybe get his head together before going to try and update other people.]
[Nothing more is said on her end. Junpei's allowed privacy in the form of Tamamo facing away, her gaze falling on something far away that he can't see, but she'll remain there until the thirty minutes are up]
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Likewise, he doesn't know it but those words will repeat and remind him of a circumstance from not too long ago. It's something he thinks of now, too, as she speaks of fate.
"Life is simply unfair...don't you think?"
"I require all of you to take part in a game. With the fate of you, me, and the human race in the balance."
Even further back, there's something else that makes him think about his fate here.
"I mean to have you participate in a game. Some of you, I know, are familiar with this game. It is a game...where you will put your life on the line."
Was this game just another chain of events he never asked for?
The anger in his expression seems to dissipate and give way to surprise when her hand moves and fixes his bangs. The words don't do much to change that either, and the look he gives her is unreadable at best.
"What...is she doing?" It's a question he won't ask even if he thinks it to himself. And yet, he knows she's right. The game's begun and even without the rules at-hand, he'll have to figure it out.
...god the whole thing is exhausting. So, yeah, he kind of just looks at her with that same unsure expression before he closes...uno eye. He also turns to show her his watch so she can see the time.]
...twenty minutes. Half an hour at the most. [So. Normally he'd bail, but he figures he should try to push his own limitations of trust to make this Master-Servant thing work.] Half an hour, and I'll have to go back out there. Okay?
[He already knows he won't sleep, but he should maybe get his head together before going to try and update other people.]
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As you wish, Master.
[Nothing more is said on her end. Junpei's allowed privacy in the form of Tamamo facing away, her gaze falling on something far away that he can't see, but she'll remain there until the thirty minutes are up]