[He casts her a sidelong glance, answering once he's observed the length of the hall and both of their apparent options. His mouth twitches downward, displeased and thoughtful.]
Not for me, but like I said, there's no way I would let Chizuru come here. [And there's a little displeased noise that punctuates that sentence, because DAMMIT CHIZURU why does he do these things for you... (Because he actually managed to sort his feelings out enough to love her properly, basically.)
That noise is quickly followed by an irritated click of his tongue against his teeth, because he's got a few annoyances stacking up here now. He gestures with the blade toward the elevator.]
Too obvious. I can't tell if they actually expect us to be so reckless, or if they're trying to play on a false sense of security. "Ah, it's such an obvious trap that it can't be one", but of course it is. [The blade is raised again and Kaoru taps it against his chin, gaze shifting to the stairs.] Not safe, either. There's no predicting what might be behind the door. Going up in buildings like this is never good; fighting on stairwells is difficult. [A beat.] We don't know how far down the elevator shaft goes. If they cut the wires, we'd take a huge hit. It'd be easier for them to trap us inside. We could always scale through the roof exit and climb the supports up...
[Being Naturally Paranoid Helps Kaoru Out: the documentary, in action. BEHOLD...]
...Irritating. I don't like either. It's not a matter of trying to pick which one is the trap - it's a matter of picking which trap we'll be better equipped to face. [A grumbled "I can't guess something like that" might be heard, if she's listening, but he'll eventually set off toward the stairs with no small measure of reluctance.]
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[He casts her a sidelong glance, answering once he's observed the length of the hall and both of their apparent options. His mouth twitches downward, displeased and thoughtful.]
Not for me, but like I said, there's no way I would let Chizuru come here. [And there's a little displeased noise that punctuates that sentence, because DAMMIT CHIZURU why does he do these things for you... (Because he actually managed to sort his feelings out enough to love her properly, basically.)
That noise is quickly followed by an irritated click of his tongue against his teeth, because he's got a few annoyances stacking up here now. He gestures with the blade toward the elevator.]
Too obvious. I can't tell if they actually expect us to be so reckless, or if they're trying to play on a false sense of security. "Ah, it's such an obvious trap that it can't be one", but of course it is. [The blade is raised again and Kaoru taps it against his chin, gaze shifting to the stairs.] Not safe, either. There's no predicting what might be behind the door. Going up in buildings like this is never good; fighting on stairwells is difficult. [A beat.] We don't know how far down the elevator shaft goes. If they cut the wires, we'd take a huge hit. It'd be easier for them to trap us inside. We could always scale through the roof exit and climb the supports up...
[Being Naturally Paranoid Helps Kaoru Out: the documentary, in action. BEHOLD...]
...Irritating. I don't like either. It's not a matter of trying to pick which one is the trap - it's a matter of picking which trap we'll be better equipped to face. [A grumbled "I can't guess something like that" might be heard, if she's listening, but he'll eventually set off toward the stairs with no small measure of reluctance.]
Stay behind me.