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[antwort]

Haa... It's so gross here. There's too much dust and it's too hot... Why isn't there any help here, anyway? This is no way to treat foreigners of importance! Ha...

[ He kicks his feet in an astounding show of brattiness, sinking lower into his seat with a miserable sigh. ] Can't I just hire someone to be a servant? Or... Or get one of those talking animals to be my pet?

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[antwort]

[ He opens it up and steps back to let Konatsu in.

Even if he's trying to stay arrogant and above everyone else, he's struggling with the reality of it. He can't go home. Even if he did... his dad's gone. There's no one to protect him anymore. ]

[begleiter]

[The lack of arrogance as been odd for Konatsu, to say the very least. He doesn't dislike it, but he's not entirely sure how to deal with it, either. Not for the first time, he wishes that Teito hadn't vanished.]

[He steps inside and automatically gives the room a once over -- mostly checking to make sure Shuri has been taking care of his 'home'.]

[antwort]

[ It's...

Well. It's been cleaned by a boy who doesn't know very much about cleaning beyond making his own bed. Everything is poorly put away and cluttered - he doesn't know how to mop, or scrub, and the dishes are poorly scrubbed. ]

It's so dusty in here...

[begleiter]

I can see that. [He tries to not sound too judgemental and mostly ends up sounding exasperated.] Have you ever had to clean your room by yourself?

[antwort]

No. [ huff. ] Kokuyou always took care of that for me...

[begleiter]

[Konatsu wants to be more surprised by that.] It's time to learn, then. This place is miserable enough as it is.