[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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[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.