[The worst part of this is definitely that Van was holding that kitten by a hand under its rear. Definitely.
For a moment, Van is honestly, genuinely nonplussed. How does one respond to SUDDENLY, FON MASTER?
It's not as though this is some golden opportunity, fallen into his arms, either. He could hold Ion hostage, for old times' sake, but really, what would that accomplish? And besides, there is no us and a lot of them and he is currently putting a lot of thought into reevaluating his immediate priorities.
So, though it pains his hardened, opportunistic, kidnapping heart to do it, he puts the Fon Master down. Awkwardly. So awkwardly.]
Fon Master, I- [...Seriously? Cat ears? Is this a thing here?]
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For a moment, Van is honestly, genuinely nonplussed. How does one respond to SUDDENLY, FON MASTER?
It's not as though this is some golden opportunity, fallen into his arms, either. He could hold Ion hostage, for old times' sake, but really, what would that accomplish? And besides, there is no us and a lot of them and he is currently putting a lot of thought into reevaluating his immediate priorities.
So, though it pains his hardened, opportunistic, kidnapping heart to do it, he puts the Fon Master down. Awkwardly. So awkwardly.]
Fon Master, I- [...Seriously? Cat ears? Is this a thing here?]