[He had almost expected a different reaction entirely. Anger, shock. A blade over words. But what he received instead was... somehow more than all of that. One brow lifted, then eased back into place.]
Hello... Zidane. [A pause.] I don't suppose this little device is forthcoming with instructions on how to use it.
[Not that he cared for it, but even he couldn't help a certain curiosity. It was in his brother's hands, after all, though he would be dead in his grave before he confessed as much.]
;w; I don't know. I can hardly keep up with what I have, but I can't resist a Zidane!
Hello... Zidane. [A pause.] I don't suppose this little device is forthcoming with instructions on how to use it.
[Not that he cared for it, but even he couldn't help a certain curiosity. It was in his brother's hands, after all, though he would be dead in his grave before he confessed as much.]