[ hajimemashite, gurl... except there are no hajimemashite-s exchanged, because he's Rude. not rude in the way that suggests that he doesn't care, but rude in the way that suggests that he doesn't really have time for this— the formalities, the pleasantries.
at least he has something to focus his attention on, now. Natori shouldn't have to look carefully to see how Megumi's mental cogs are turning. ]
A spiritual derivative of a Curse. [ is what he finally lands on. ] Is it parasitic?
[ he's aware he's asking A Lot of Questions, but he might as well.
meanwhile, the dog shrinks down from were-dog to normal dog size. a big fluffy boof. Megumi idly runs his palm over its fur. ]
no subject
at least he has something to focus his attention on, now. Natori shouldn't have to look carefully to see how Megumi's mental cogs are turning. ]
A spiritual derivative of a Curse. [ is what he finally lands on. ] Is it parasitic?
[ he's aware he's asking A Lot of Questions, but he might as well.
meanwhile, the dog shrinks down from were-dog to normal dog size. a big fluffy boof. Megumi idly runs his palm over its fur. ]