“Yes, they don’t appear to be particularly accessible for the public to get in touch with beyond certain circumstances or channels.” He mused thoughtfully, since it almost seemed as though they existed in some other place beyond the city… While also being able to simply be there when they desired or needed to be. “I wonder if they even get mail? They must, I would think, otherwise they would miss a great deal.” So a strongly worded letter had to go somewhere, right? The concerns of those they brought here should be held to some degree of importance! Especially when the sand and weather seemed intent on banding together against those just trying to enjoy a fun day at the beach.
Yusuke tilted his head with a curious expression. Was that so? “That is kind of you to say, even as we’re coated in sand and drenched to the bone. I would rather worry that this is all an unfortunate glimpse of what an outing with me has the potential for.” He added with a small chuckle. Still, he wouldn’t mind attempting a day out with a friend again at some point. He did need to take breaks from his art once in a while. After all, how else was he to find new inspirations?
The teen made a slightly concerned face at that, eyes nearly comical at the idea that they also be windblown next. “I’m not sure if that would help or worsen the state we find ourselves in, though I cannot deny the idea of blowing the sand away is rather desirable.” Frowning a little, he bowed his head in dramatic fashion. “I’m afraid it is rather disheartening to find that we’re no better than we were upon the shore aside from removing the chance of falling on the sand again… it’s a rather unpleasant sensation as it dries and still sticks…?” He could feel clumps of it in his hair. He couldn’t imagine how unpleasant that would be for someone with as much hair as Aerith. For once he was rather glad he hadn’t grown his out, as he sometimes considered.
The question gets a pleased chuckle. “They are! They’re both named for artists in my world. Leonardo da Vinci and Claude Monet, though I thought it seemed fitting to give them slight variations based on the fact that they were lobsters.” Yes, he sounds like he thinks he’s quite clever to have come up with the puns.
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Yusuke tilted his head with a curious expression. Was that so? “That is kind of you to say, even as we’re coated in sand and drenched to the bone. I would rather worry that this is all an unfortunate glimpse of what an outing with me has the potential for.” He added with a small chuckle. Still, he wouldn’t mind attempting a day out with a friend again at some point. He did need to take breaks from his art once in a while. After all, how else was he to find new inspirations?
The teen made a slightly concerned face at that, eyes nearly comical at the idea that they also be windblown next. “I’m not sure if that would help or worsen the state we find ourselves in, though I cannot deny the idea of blowing the sand away is rather desirable.” Frowning a little, he bowed his head in dramatic fashion. “I’m afraid it is rather disheartening to find that we’re no better than we were upon the shore aside from removing the chance of falling on the sand again… it’s a rather unpleasant sensation as it dries and still sticks…?” He could feel clumps of it in his hair. He couldn’t imagine how unpleasant that would be for someone with as much hair as Aerith. For once he was rather glad he hadn’t grown his out, as he sometimes considered.
The question gets a pleased chuckle. “They are! They’re both named for artists in my world. Leonardo da Vinci and Claude Monet, though I thought it seemed fitting to give them slight variations based on the fact that they were lobsters.” Yes, he sounds like he thinks he’s quite clever to have come up with the puns.