( At this point Jingyi figures he's missing some incredibly important part of this conversation regarding his concerns over Sizhui's situation with Dennis, which has apparently alarmed Inigo, and now he's even more lost. Look, he even told Tidus he wasn't actually going to punch anyone!
At least not without probable cause!
He's a reasonable guy! Really!
But aside from the rather on brand perplexed puppy staring at screen look that's happening, and a slow blink of what the heck, he lifts up his chin so he can free a hand for a wave at the ICP. )
Sure, okay? I'm in my room.
( At the moment without roommates, though that's a situation always in flux. He uses his lifted hand to stifle a yawn. What, has he just announced he's going to duel someone to the death? Seems dumb, but who knows. Or no, more likely, that he's opposed to this relationship? Which... he isn't, as long as both sides are clear. He wants Sizhui happy. What he doesn't want is Sizhui broken hearted because some guy with short hair thinks falling in and out of love is his expectation of his own affections. That's fine, but back off, bucko, Sizhui deserves more than some fickle guy's transient emotions.
He taps the screen off for the moment, figuring replies come up as their own broadcasting too, so he won't miss any other advice from people in different situations. He has to gather himself for heading toward the door, but doesn't quite bother standing until he hears a knock. That's when he'll heft upward with a tired groan, shuffle to the door in his hoodie and boxers, tail dragging behind him rather than attempting to be all that lively, and check that his ribbon sits straight across his brow when the door opens. )
no subject
At least not without probable cause!
He's a reasonable guy! Really!
But aside from the rather on brand perplexed puppy staring at screen look that's happening, and a slow blink of what the heck, he lifts up his chin so he can free a hand for a wave at the ICP. )
Sure, okay? I'm in my room.
( At the moment without roommates, though that's a situation always in flux. He uses his lifted hand to stifle a yawn. What, has he just announced he's going to duel someone to the death? Seems dumb, but who knows. Or no, more likely, that he's opposed to this relationship? Which... he isn't, as long as both sides are clear. He wants Sizhui happy. What he doesn't want is Sizhui broken hearted because some guy with short hair thinks falling in and out of love is his expectation of his own affections. That's fine, but back off, bucko, Sizhui deserves more than some fickle guy's transient emotions.
He taps the screen off for the moment, figuring replies come up as their own broadcasting too, so he won't miss any other advice from people in different situations. He has to gather himself for heading toward the door, but doesn't quite bother standing until he hears a knock. That's when he'll heft upward with a tired groan, shuffle to the door in his hoodie and boxers, tail dragging behind him rather than attempting to be all that lively, and check that his ribbon sits straight across his brow when the door opens. )
Inigo?