Between the scene outside, barely dampened (and definitely not hidden) by the class storefront of the cafe, Eddie doesn't have to use his imagination to know how that bakeneko was treated. Granted, it deserved it for trying to steal shit, but could it have guessed at the terror having descended upon it as a consequence? He's going to assume probably not.
He looks uncertain as the woman returns, eyebrows raising into his bangs when she asks for the coin purse back.]
Woah, woah, calm down, lady. I've got no desire to steal your... yen.
[He doesn't hand it back, but rather tosses it in a gentle arc in her direction. She can catch it, or it can land on the table between them, but it's clear: Eddie doesn't want to keep it.]
I like my head right where it is. On my shoulders. [Because clearly she witholds the worse fates for people.]
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Between the scene outside, barely dampened (and definitely not hidden) by the class storefront of the cafe, Eddie doesn't have to use his imagination to know how that bakeneko was treated. Granted, it deserved it for trying to steal shit, but could it have guessed at the terror having descended upon it as a consequence? He's going to assume probably not.
He looks uncertain as the woman returns, eyebrows raising into his bangs when she asks for the coin purse back.]
Woah, woah, calm down, lady. I've got no desire to steal your... yen.
[He doesn't hand it back, but rather tosses it in a gentle arc in her direction. She can catch it, or it can land on the table between them, but it's clear: Eddie doesn't want to keep it.]
I like my head right where it is. On my shoulders. [Because clearly she witholds the worse fates for people.]