[Ryunosuke stands there grinning (a little bashfully, tbh) and waits patiently for Yzak finish his meltdown, which is a totally predicted and anticipated response from his Man. It's fine. He knows the spluttering and shrieking means it's a hit. And as for what's REALLY going on here...
He drops character for a moment and rubs the back of his head like the silly little anime guy he is, chuckling awkwardly.]
H-hah... I know, it's a bit ridiculous... Honestly, um. Your mother actually bought this for me...? I, I think she might have meant it as some kind of attempted slight or something, but it got me thinking... That I could use it to. You know... Help you out a bit...
[Have you heard of exposure therapy, Yzak? Ryu sure hasn't, but he's hitting on the principle of it anyway.]
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He drops character for a moment and rubs the back of his head like the silly little anime guy he is, chuckling awkwardly.]
H-hah... I know, it's a bit ridiculous... Honestly, um. Your mother actually bought this for me...? I, I think she might have meant it as some kind of attempted slight or something, but it got me thinking... That I could use it to. You know... Help you out a bit...
[Have you heard of exposure therapy, Yzak? Ryu sure hasn't, but he's hitting on the principle of it anyway.]