[ Though...oh my god, Dimitri, now here is where he comes to a sudden stop, as if he can't believe what he has heard. His face does color, but it's undeniable that he looks plenty annoyed. ]
Since when the hell would I be asking for something like that? This is more than good enough, boar.
[ He says, trying to forget for a moment that the idea of just showing off like in the White Heron Cup has crossed his mind. Not in front of another judging crowd, mind you. But at that time, he certainly hadn't a dance partner. Either way, he certainly doesn't clarify that he had it in mind at all. ]
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[ Though...oh my god, Dimitri, now here is where he comes to a sudden stop, as if he can't believe what he has heard. His face does color, but it's undeniable that he looks plenty annoyed. ]
Since when the hell would I be asking for something like that? This is more than good enough, boar.
[ He says, trying to forget for a moment that the idea of just showing off like in the White Heron Cup has crossed his mind. Not in front of another judging crowd, mind you. But at that time, he certainly hadn't a dance partner. Either way, he certainly doesn't clarify that he had it in mind at all. ]