[He starts to lean back, some subconscious alarm telling him to get away, but. Oh, oh no. It's obvious that Roy is playing with him, and to him, it's obvious that the guy isn't treating Takeshi like he should. Which turns out to be of paramount importance, and he's just learning it, so if he looks surprised because he's still sitting and taking it... Well. He is.
The shit you do for kids, huh.]
He's not like them -
[As soon as he says it, realizes it, the shock is on his face. Takeshi really isn't like the rest. The kid isn't a colony, the kid is. His kid. Not even one of Japan's any more, not even adopted, certainly not a citizen.
Also, he really wants to punch Roy in the nose. Why the hell is he allowing this asshole front row tickets to a show he didn't even know was going to happen. Is fucking - orchestrating. So Roy knows how he feels for Takeshi, and Roy knows what he is, and maybe who he is. Ugh. Whatever. He doesn't want to talk about himself.]
oh my god this tag has been sitting here complete for days I forgot to press send
The shit you do for kids, huh.]
He's not like them -
[As soon as he says it, realizes it, the shock is on his face. Takeshi really isn't like the rest. The kid isn't a colony, the kid is. His kid. Not even one of Japan's any more, not even adopted, certainly not a citizen.
Also, he really wants to punch Roy in the nose. Why the hell is he allowing this asshole front row tickets to a show he didn't even know was going to happen. Is fucking - orchestrating. So Roy knows how he feels for Takeshi, and Roy knows what he is, and maybe who he is. Ugh. Whatever. He doesn't want to talk about himself.]
What are you doing, talking to him, anyway.