It shouldn't matter, but Issui's glad Renji's going to go with her. Whatever, Yanagi. It's not like she'd want to be down here by herself either.
She snorts quietly. This sounds familiar. "I bet you've never dropped a fish on your head, though." Issui glances over at him and smiles ruefully. "Right on my face, actually. I think Shinobu's still laughing about it."
Then he throws again. Yes. That's much better. Issui grins and squeezes his shoulder. Wait. Her hand is still on his shoulder. Uh. Well. She drops her hand and glances down at the knives, hoping she isn't turning too red. "Um, sorry," she mumbles.
She might as well throw again. Better than standing around being super awkward, that's for sure. She picks up another knife and fusses with it briefly. She lines it up and throws. Well. She hit it right in the groin. Issui can't help snickering a little bit. That's certainly effective.
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She snorts quietly. This sounds familiar. "I bet you've never dropped a fish on your head, though." Issui glances over at him and smiles ruefully. "Right on my face, actually. I think Shinobu's still laughing about it."
Then he throws again. Yes. That's much better. Issui grins and squeezes his shoulder. Wait. Her hand is still on his shoulder. Uh. Well. She drops her hand and glances down at the knives, hoping she isn't turning too red. "Um, sorry," she mumbles.
She might as well throw again. Better than standing around being super awkward, that's for sure. She picks up another knife and fusses with it briefly. She lines it up and throws. Well. She hit it right in the groin. Issui can't help snickering a little bit. That's certainly effective.