[Much like a feral cat you've cornered in a room and then leaped out at yelling its name - he just immediately whacks him in the face. With a punch? he punches him in the face.
[Lio steps back to put some distance between them, in case Galo tries a retaliatory punch - and takes a look at his hand like something weird just happened. Hm. Then he just shakes it out instead. Quickly returning to yelling at this asshole instead.]
[For context, Lio is now standing his full height on a table, while Galo tries to stop him from leaving the room like a wild animal and they yell at each other over the world's dumbest argument. Just checking in.]
[Taking this dumb, dumb accusation completely seriously.]
I'm telling you, I remembered your name this time. But you haven't let me get a single world in, because every time I walk into a room you either attack me or run away!
[Why does he feel like he's a kindergarten teacher yelling at an unruly student! Why is Galo being weirdly accommodating!! Why does this make him so mad!!!]
I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to talk to anyone! Everyone wants to talk themselves to death while we wait and do nothing! I need to leave! Get! Out! Of! My! Way!
[Aiming a kick directly for his head. . . . Sorry.]
[Yeah, why, now he's just got a very mad Lio by the ankle, which might have seemed like a cool idea but he's still trying to kick him and now, also, punch him.]
[He's definitely got the strength advantage, so he's probably able to hold on! Lio doesn't show any sign of calming down any though - and also doesn't seem at all slowed down by any sort of pain.]
[Lio exhausts himself after a few minutes anyway, breathing heavily and pointedly turning his head so he's ignoring him - though he's still absolutely trapped. Shoot your shot, Galo.]
[Ugh! He’s so frustrated by this, though. There’s so much he wants to say to Lio, but all of it is so overwhelming and sad and it doesn’t seem like Lio particularly cares.
He just grits his teeth and says what it is he came here to say, which isn’t what’s important at all.]
I’m not going to hassle you, or do anything to you, or try to start something. You don’t have to stay away from me or worry about what I’ll do, okay? Just do what you want. It’s - that’s what I wanted to tell you.
Everything right now is overwhelming and sad and he can't explain to Galo - a man he barely knows - how he feels. All the talking, the lost inertia - how it feels like right now his whole heart has been ripped out. How the empty space sits cold and heavy and the only thing he can think to do is rage against it. He'd seen the entirety of the Burnish taken, his friends sacrifice themselves for him, only to end up here. Alone, helpless, and angry.
He doesn't want to listen. He does anyway, watching Galo's face with all the barely contained rage of the past few days behind it. But he's not fighting. He doesn't respond, simply waiting.]
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[Much like a feral cat you've cornered in a room and then leaped out at yelling its name - he just immediately whacks him in the face. With a punch? he punches him in the face.
But at least he got out the other thing first!]
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Hah!
[He wipes his jaw and grins at him.]
You go around punching everyone who tries to say hi to you, you're not gonna make any friends!
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I told you to stay the hell out of my way!
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I know, but we're trapped in a house together so that's not really possible!
actually lemme change that
What are you even talking about this time?
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[Stepping to the side, trying to block him without looking really aggressive about it.]
Wait, wait, look, that's not the point. I'm trying to say you don't have to leave!
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My name. You didn't memorize it. It's printed on the wall.
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[He seems. Pleased with himself for that.]
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Liar.
[For context, Lio is now standing his full height on a table, while Galo tries to stop him from leaving the room like a wild animal and they yell at each other over the world's dumbest argument. Just checking in.]
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[Taking this dumb, dumb accusation completely seriously.]
I'm telling you, I remembered your name this time. But you haven't let me get a single world in, because every time I walk into a room you either attack me or run away!
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From now on, you can keep my name out of your mouth if you are going to spread lies about me.
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I haven't spread any damn lies about you.
[Sulking a little!! He defended him to Luna.]
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You're telling people I'll burn the house down-- I don't even have-- I can't feel anything-- Tch!
[cool good argument]
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[He's not always dumb. Sometimes he gets the picture.]
Well, I'm sorry if I told people you might try to set a fire and it wasn't true. I didn't know what you'd decide to do.
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It isn't burning down a house full of trapped non-Burnish.
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[It's just logic, Lio.]
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I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to talk to anyone! Everyone wants to talk themselves to death while we wait and do nothing! I need to leave! Get! Out! Of! My! Way!
[Aiming a kick directly for his head. . . . Sorry.]
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Let go!
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[Getting kicked and punched a lot. Holding on with all his might!]
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Lio! I’m just trying to tell you -
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He just grits his teeth and says what it is he came here to say, which isn’t what’s important at all.]
I’m not going to hassle you, or do anything to you, or try to start something. You don’t have to stay away from me or worry about what I’ll do, okay? Just do what you want. It’s - that’s what I wanted to tell you.
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Everything right now is overwhelming and sad and he can't explain to Galo - a man he barely knows - how he feels. All the talking, the lost inertia - how it feels like right now his whole heart has been ripped out. How the empty space sits cold and heavy and the only thing he can think to do is rage against it. He'd seen the entirety of the Burnish taken, his friends sacrifice themselves for him, only to end up here. Alone, helpless, and angry.
He doesn't want to listen. He does anyway, watching Galo's face with all the barely contained rage of the past few days behind it. But he's not fighting. He doesn't respond, simply waiting.]
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