Jin Asato

“Are you now implying that there’s something wrong with having an interest in death? Dying is apart of living. And I want to study it.“

“I’m implying that having death by your only fixation is concerning. Balance is needed in any pursuit.”

“And? But I didn’t mention death per say.“

“I understood the implication.”

    “I’m gonna give him every chance I can.”

“Because I showed interest in become a supernatural healer or doctor of sorts. Voodoo priest or natural herbalist the humans call it. But I wasn’t leaning towards the medical prospect of it… If you get what I mean.“

“You inject death into a lot of conversations.” It wasn’t accusatory, just a faux contemplativeness.

“What you’re telling me is that you and Ethan are not friends?“

“We are.”

“Why should I?“

“You won’t have to constantly fend off scouts from other alliances?”

    “But those are only possibilities while not giving the blood is a certain death sentence.”

“Somewhere between my first words ‘da’ and ‘ma’.“

“I’m not complain or trying to be a brat. I don’t want to shadow you. It’s simple.“

“Not surprising.”

“I’m not avoiding them. If I didn’t want them to know I was back they wouldn’t have known.“

“Why aren’t you coming back into the alliance?”

“Good thing I didn’t ask what you for your opinion.“

“So are you just complaining to me then?”

    “Just because they’re currently not showing positive signs doesn’t mean we should stop trying to do everything that we can. No matter what repairs we make, they won’t last if we don’t give them a transfusion to support the basic functions.”

“Your family wants to talk to you. Avoiding them, but not really avoiding them, isn’t going to work.”

    “Are you kidding? It’ll totally work.”

“He’s coming back to town and refuses to join the alliance. Luke won’t ask but the motherfucker has been sulking around.“

“Luke sulking… More than usual… Speaks in volume.“

“And you would like me to? I’m fine with him being alone.”

“I don’t want to be a nurse, medical doctor or any type physician. Shadowing you is a waste of both of our time. All you have to do is tell my dad that in your own words and BAM, I’m out of your hair.“

“When was the last time you didn’t complain about your situation?”