"No kidding," Stein muttered, sticking a cigarette in his mouth and lighting up. The nicotine steadied him, and he got to his feet, pacing towards Minato with that penetrating look on his face again.
"I've definitely never seen a soul like yours, Minato. The stamp of Death is on it, but it's not just that." He looked up and met Minato's fathomless eyes. "You...shape yourself to those around you, don't you? Shape yourself to be who they need."
He smirked around the cigarette, his eyes alight with curiosity. "Even me."
((FYI for when the Social Link goes PING, Stein's arcana is the Moon))
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Date: 2009-11-22 01:31 am (UTC)"I've definitely never seen a soul like yours, Minato. The stamp of Death is on it, but it's not just that." He looked up and met Minato's fathomless eyes. "You...shape yourself to those around you, don't you? Shape yourself to be who they need."
He smirked around the cigarette, his eyes alight with curiosity. "Even me."
((FYI for when the Social Link goes PING, Stein's arcana is the Moon))