[Adrian answers the simulation easily, as if it's actually there even though he is very much trying not to look at Misha directly. He can't.
Not that it helps much when the boy tromps over and leans against Adrian from behind, standing while Adrian sits, both hands reaching out to grab onto the base of both of his antennae as if he plans to lead him like a horse.]
I don't HAVE to wash my hair.
Yes, you do.
And I can stay up all night!
You ain't done that once in your whole life.
[Back then, it would annoy the shit out of Adrian when Misha grabbed his antennae. It hurt, because they were sensitive, and he'd pull on them if Adrian needed to carry him on his back for some reason. Yet, he allowed it to happen, no matter how much he threatened to kill him for it later.
He...can't even feel it now. It's like Misha isn't there at all, and it's why Adrian is looking staunchly out towards the simulated sun.
Meanwhile, Misha seems unphased by Adrian's grumbling as he pushes Adrian's antennae apart, dropping his chin on top of his head.]
And we're gonna live here like this forever, doin' whatever the hell we want! Nobody in the kingdom can tell us what to do!
If you say that word again I will kick you out of this tree.
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No I don't, stop lying.
[Adrian answers the simulation easily, as if it's actually there even though he is very much trying not to look at Misha directly. He can't.
Not that it helps much when the boy tromps over and leans against Adrian from behind, standing while Adrian sits, both hands reaching out to grab onto the base of both of his antennae as if he plans to lead him like a horse.]
I don't HAVE to wash my hair.
Yes, you do.
And I can stay up all night!
You ain't done that once in your whole life.
[Back then, it would annoy the shit out of Adrian when Misha grabbed his antennae. It hurt, because they were sensitive, and he'd pull on them if Adrian needed to carry him on his back for some reason. Yet, he allowed it to happen, no matter how much he threatened to kill him for it later.
He...can't even feel it now. It's like Misha isn't there at all, and it's why Adrian is looking staunchly out towards the simulated sun.
Meanwhile, Misha seems unphased by Adrian's grumbling as he pushes Adrian's antennae apart, dropping his chin on top of his head.]
And we're gonna live here like this forever, doin' whatever the hell we want! Nobody in the kingdom can tell us what to do!
If you say that word again I will kick you out of this tree.