Arata pursed his lips, pouting. He had heard what Hajime said, and he wasn't going to let it go. "It's not odd!" He retorted. "At least I have nice looking eyebrows." He mumbled, crossing his arms. A playful smile tugged at his lips, before he shot the other boy a concerned look. "Hajime.." Arata said, liking how the name rolled off of his tongue. Snapping out of those thoughts, he took a step closer to Hajime. "Is there anything I can do for you..?" He asked, a bit awkwardly.
Arata laughed a little, but his pale skin flushed multiple shades of pink in an instant. "Well- Um, I don't mind accompanying you at all." He said, smiling. Arata ignored the blush on his face, and looked around. "Wow, the sun sure isn't very forgiving today." He commented, despite the cool breeze that was going through Edinburgh. With a cough, he moved closer to Hajime, nearly tripping on a rock.
Arata scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "I'm alright! Sorry, I just lost my balance.." He replied and nervously laughed. "So, are you afraid of doctors?" Arata asked curiously.
Arata was oblivious as to why Hajime was so taken aback by his question. "Well, you're obviously sick, I mean- why else would you be coughing like that?" Arata began. "Most people would go and get it checked out, but you seem pretty stubborn about it. So, are you??" He asked, his strange eyes locking with Hajime's. He smiled, and spoke again. "I won't judge you about it. Being afraid is totally understandable."
The frown that crossed Arata's Jace was very visible. "S-So You're just going to give up on yourself?" He asked, stuttering. Arata was definitely a hypocrite. He constantly told people not to give up on themselves, to be positive, etc, yet he was the complete opposite. Often times, he'd even pity himself. It was sad, sure, but it was hard being your own emotional support. While he did have a few close friends, he despised the idea of being a burden to them.
Arata followed Hajime closely, eventually deciding to catch up. He smiled at Hajime. "Well, lets go see one. Maybe I can be there to help." He said with a shrug. He looked at Hajime's face, and raised an eyebrow. "Where are we going?" Arata asked, a curious glimmer in his eyes. He had a good guess of where they were headed, but Hajime seemed lost. He wasn't sure, though.
Arata pouted again. "You're just going to let yourself go on like this? I don't approve." He said, and then skidded to a halt. He wasn't a very fast walker, but it seemed like Hajime was. Either that, or it was simply because of Hajime's long legs. "The rebellion headquarters..?" Arata asked, and then laughed. He pointed at the opposite direction. "It's that way."
Arata didn't start walking again until a few minutes after he finished laughing. It was funny to him. This tough and angry looking boy seemed to be missing a bit of common sense. It was cute, though. "Let's go! Are you really gonna try and get her?" Arata asked curiously. It would be dangerous, but Arata wanted to help. For some reason, he was drawn to Hajime.
Arata furrowed his eyebrows in thought, playing with one of the uneven locks of his hair. "Don't hate me any more than you already do, but- Are you sure she really wants this?" He asked. He knew nothing about their past and what not, but he couldn't remain quiet. "There must be a reason as to why she joined the rebellion, are you sure she'll want to leave?" Arata asked. He had no qualms against either groups, but he thought Hajime should respect whatever decision his sister made.
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