I still wonder if you see me in the wrong light, Minato-kun...
[he really is not over being called good, and being assigned something that works well for healing, of all things...? his grip reflexively tightens on hisoka's hand, but he forces it to relax, after a moment.
shirasu shakes his head slightly, but he still looks a bit amused, too.]
But I do think that sort of versatility might suit me well.
[Ah. Hisoka makes a bit of a face, but it's mostly to himself, though Shirasu will know what the expression means (suffering) while Minato is too stupid and pure to understand. The way it should be, honestly.]
It seems as if Minato may know you better than you know yourself. [If he has to be forced to hold both their hands, he can at least bully Shirasu still.] He should join the circus and be a fortune teller.
Is this why you are the "wildcard"? Since you seem to have so many.
[ Minato's too busy smiling at Shirasu to notice Hisoka's suffering face, this is fine. He mostly finds it amusing that Shirasu doesn't think he's the healing sort, because there's more than one sort of healing. It makes Minato happy to see him, so there's that sort of healing too. ]
Mm, yeah. A Persona is a reflection of the self, and I guess I don't... really have a self. Something that strongly defines me. I'm not that great at figuring out others, anyways, so I'd rather be a lion trainer.
[Shirasu's hand gets a very firm squeeze; hie grip is so strong for a stupid clown with red hair and face paint and nails. And then he draws his hand away completely.]
Perhaps his self is simply made up of everyone else. [He gives Shirasu a fleeting glance.] Don't discourage him too much, Shirasu.
[ He's considered it, yeah, because he has no idea what sort of person he's like, supposedly likable, somewhat unreliable, very worrisome, and unfortunately stubborn. But all of that somehow doesn't say much about him at all. ]
Hmm... I think Hisoka's right. Being made up of everybody else... I learned a lot from the two of you, after all. Everybody that I met has an influence on how I am. So, the way I am now... thanks for making me the way I am.
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[he really is not over being called good, and being assigned something that works well for healing, of all things...? his grip reflexively tightens on hisoka's hand, but he forces it to relax, after a moment.
shirasu shakes his head slightly, but he still looks a bit amused, too.]
But I do think that sort of versatility might suit me well.
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It seems as if Minato may know you better than you know yourself. [If he has to be forced to hold both their hands, he can at least bully Shirasu still.] He should join the circus and be a fortune teller.
Is this why you are the "wildcard"? Since you seem to have so many.
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Mm, yeah. A Persona is a reflection of the self, and I guess I don't... really have a self. Something that strongly defines me. I'm not that great at figuring out others, anyways, so I'd rather be a lion trainer.
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[thanks, he hates that.
he gives minato a slightly concerned look at his answer, though, brow furrowed just enough to be noticeable.]
Have you considered you may not see yourself entirely clearly?
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[Shirasu's hand gets a very firm squeeze; hie grip is so strong for a stupid clown with red hair and face paint and nails. And then he draws his hand away completely.]
Perhaps his self is simply made up of everyone else. [He gives Shirasu a fleeting glance.] Don't discourage him too much, Shirasu.
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Hmm... I think Hisoka's right. Being made up of everybody else... I learned a lot from the two of you, after all. Everybody that I met has an influence on how I am. So, the way I am now... thanks for making me the way I am.