Renji does that thing where he scratches at the back of his neck, again. He's not really much of a modest guy, but still... "Yeah, uh. Yeah, we did," He manages after a second.
Sullivan's still laughing. This time it lacks a bit of his usual mocking sharpness, at least, so it doesn't raise Renji's hackles any. "Very good, kids," Sullivan says, clapping once and rubbing his hands together. "Now, if you go back to that station? Try not to do too good. Warm up with it at the end of the day. I'll give you some lessons where your competitors won't see."
Renji blinks a few times, furrowing his brows together. "Will they let you? I mean... It's weapons."
Sullivan catches sight of Renji's dubious expression and dismisses it with a wave. "I'll figure something out, even if it's just throwing the good silverware." After a beat, their mentor hefts himself back up off the sofa and heads for the door. "Now, I gotta go see if I can find anything for her leg. Maybe attempt to stay out of trouble until I get back."
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Date: 2015-01-22 08:38 am (UTC)Sullivan's still laughing. This time it lacks a bit of his usual mocking sharpness, at least, so it doesn't raise Renji's hackles any. "Very good, kids," Sullivan says, clapping once and rubbing his hands together. "Now, if you go back to that station? Try not to do too good. Warm up with it at the end of the day. I'll give you some lessons where your competitors won't see."
Renji blinks a few times, furrowing his brows together. "Will they let you? I mean... It's weapons."
Sullivan catches sight of Renji's dubious expression and dismisses it with a wave. "I'll figure something out, even if it's just throwing the good silverware." After a beat, their mentor hefts himself back up off the sofa and heads for the door. "Now, I gotta go see if I can find anything for her leg. Maybe attempt to stay out of trouble until I get back."