[If he's considered part of a "tangle", then it'd only be fitting that Azul is part of his pride. Which wouldn't be too far off now since they were the only ones from their world brought to this one for months now. Even then, Malleus had come and gone--the lizard is useless. In the end, they were left with each other.
Lions are more affectionate creatures, as much as Leona hates to admit it. His dorm? He'd proudly call them his pride. They still stuck with him even through his Overblot, especially Ruggie and Jack. Not that he'd ever admit it to their faces.
He can't help but scoff.]
If anyone's ever given you an issue about that, were they ever really called a friend?
[Initially at the sound of that scoff, Azul's hackles start to raise, but once Leona actually speaks, he realizes that Leona was not in fact about to dismiss or laugh at him here.]
No, I suppose not.
[And for a moment, Azul does feel... calmer. Leona didn't laugh or say that they couldn't be friends. It still feels like something hurts somewhere in his chest, but it's not as painful as it was before. But maybe this will in fact fade now, someday hopefully soon.
At least, until he notices the notification of a response to the post that caused Azul to even message Leona like this. Before switching to audio, he had sent one last note about not being interested in playing anymore, because he had recognized that he needed to step back from the whole thing rather than continue to work himself up over something so stupid here once he had spoken to Leona. But it looks like Khalid had responded again at some point while Azul and Leona were talking... and Azul makes the mistake of looking to see what it was just now.
Your loss, Blue. I enjoy these games.
Logically, deep down, Azul does think that Khalid does not intentionally mean for those words to seem cruel. That he is talking about the guessing game being played in that post since its, well, a game, and was not in fact referring to Azul's feelings about Leona and other things lately. And yet, anger bubbles under the surface and he forgets for a moment that he literally still has Leona on speaker here as he starts typing up a response to this message--
--until Leona will hear what sounds like Azul's phone suddenly falling out of his hands and being dropped against the desk.]
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Lions are more affectionate creatures, as much as Leona hates to admit it. His dorm? He'd proudly call them his pride. They still stuck with him even through his Overblot, especially Ruggie and Jack. Not that he'd ever admit it to their faces.
He can't help but scoff.]
If anyone's ever given you an issue about that, were they ever really called a friend?
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No, I suppose not.
[And for a moment, Azul does feel... calmer. Leona didn't laugh or say that they couldn't be friends. It still feels like something hurts somewhere in his chest, but it's not as painful as it was before. But maybe this will in fact fade now, someday hopefully soon.
At least, until he notices the notification of a response to the post that caused Azul to even message Leona like this. Before switching to audio, he had sent one last note about not being interested in playing anymore, because he had recognized that he needed to step back from the whole thing rather than continue to work himself up over something so stupid here once he had spoken to Leona. But it looks like Khalid had responded again at some point while Azul and Leona were talking... and Azul makes the mistake of looking to see what it was just now.
Your loss, Blue. I enjoy these games.
Logically, deep down, Azul does think that Khalid does not intentionally mean for those words to seem cruel. That he is talking about the guessing game being played in that post since its, well, a game, and was not in fact referring to Azul's feelings about Leona and other things lately. And yet, anger bubbles under the surface and he forgets for a moment that he literally still has Leona on speaker here as he starts typing up a response to this message--
--until Leona will hear what sounds like Azul's phone suddenly falling out of his hands and being dropped against the desk.]