[ Excuse you, it's not silly it's just a little poorly wrapped because he was a kid and he never made pendants before???
But green eyes zero in on the pendant that dangles from the hilt of the sword and he almost laughs a little to himself. Just... not really in the way one would after hearing a funny joke or finding something funny in a positive sort of way. It's more bitter, as if to say you're really going to try that on me, are you? Something more close to that than pure amusement from joy. Yeah.
But that bitter laugh, soft as it is, disappears rather quickly and the half-saiyan's expression goes from anger to sadness as he recalls the nights he would work on those pendants and his posters as a kid. Looking back on it now... it was stupid, wasn't it? He had promised Thras he would protect him, wanted to put together "The Knights of Thras" to protect his Arehtei and even made stupid posters that he spent days handing out and posting up in the market square and... no one cared... no one cared and it didn't matter and Thras was dead now. ]
I was just a stupid kid... it was a stupid idea and didn't even matter....
[ He aches as he speaks, hands curled tight into fists and Giru standing there next to the daemon, watching his friend before he offers a Trunks a knight, dragon knight Trunks, not stupid and that just... gets the half-saiyan to break down a little there, the anger from his flaring aura dying down a bit, as do the pops and snaps from the electricity around him. ]
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But green eyes zero in on the pendant that dangles from the hilt of the sword and he almost laughs a little to himself. Just... not really in the way one would after hearing a funny joke or finding something funny in a positive sort of way. It's more bitter, as if to say you're really going to try that on me, are you? Something more close to that than pure amusement from joy. Yeah.
But that bitter laugh, soft as it is, disappears rather quickly and the half-saiyan's expression goes from anger to sadness as he recalls the nights he would work on those pendants and his posters as a kid. Looking back on it now... it was stupid, wasn't it? He had promised Thras he would protect him, wanted to put together "The Knights of Thras" to protect his Arehtei and even made stupid posters that he spent days handing out and posting up in the market square and... no one cared... no one cared and it didn't matter and Thras was dead now. ]
I was just a stupid kid... it was a stupid idea and didn't even matter....
[ He aches as he speaks, hands curled tight into fists and Giru standing there next to the daemon, watching his friend before he offers a Trunks a knight, dragon knight Trunks, not stupid and that just... gets the half-saiyan to break down a little there, the anger from his flaring aura dying down a bit, as do the pops and snaps from the electricity around him. ]