Sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ I ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʏᴏᴜ﹖

⊰☽⊱ —— :          For those who he spoke with, many said he was sweet and kind. Rare, sometimes… That’s the judgement he had from the other’s part. Even if he didn’t consider himself more than a problem and, sometimes, very dangerous. Specially to her. Still, it didn’t prevent him to enjoy the company of others whenever the case presented before his eyes. Humans, certainly, could be wonderful beings. But also the ones who dared to make the others suffer. It depended of what person you crossed with. "Two years? It’s been a while, then." Ukyo replied, smiling at the young man. “I’m glad to hear it has been good for you.” At the last two questions, the Joker dared to let go a nervous chuckle, inquiring himself if he really visited the café that often. “Yeah, I really spend a good time whenever I go.” He have a small pause, thinking about his favorite plate. "—I usually ask for a sandwich of pastrami. And I also enjoy a cup of coffee." Rubing the back of his neck, he answered.

[ ♦ ]— It was very easy to have small talk in Toma's case, even with a stranger. There was not a single situation with it. He'd been a chatterbox all his life. "Ah, yeah, Shin does make a pretty good sandwich." He mentioned the chef of the cafe. He's tried some of meals before, and often taunted Shin by giving a false answer of ' this is bad. ' He just enjoyed playing around with his childhood friend; of course Shin would become annoyed with the blonde's playful behavior. "Well, I'll be sure to remember that! I like being able to serve our regular's their average order." He explained, smile widening on his face.

Tagging: fishmaster-matsuoka, zoesazuma, & cantatairidis.

⊰☽⊱ —— :      He smiled down at his companion, nodding in confirmation after some time of silence. Then, the name of the other was spoken, and he couldn’t help but remember the man who was working in that caffee, along with the Heroine. "Toma…" He said gently, crossing his arms under his chest with a thoughtful expression. "And… How long have you been working there? In Meido to Hitsuji?" Making some conversation with him wouldn’t be so bad, maybe?

[ ♦ ]—Toma smiled. This was alright, meeting new people. It was more than alright. It was wonderful. Humans were wonderful. He just loved them in general, no matter how strange his interest in them is. And Ukyo was an alright Human as far as he knew. "I've been working there for about two years." He nod his head. "Closest job there was to my university. And it pays off well." He commented. He had enough money for school but still had to pay for his own apartment and all his bills. His family wasn't always going to spoil him with cash. "You're a regular, right? That must mean you really like the food. What's your favorite?"

[ ♦ ]— Luckily for Toma, Lin's response was mild and calm. As long as he could keep her safe, then everything would be fine. Mentally thanking the deities, the blonde pressed his lips into a straight line. "Good." He acknowledged. "I won't let them lay a single finger on you." Not without Toma warning them off. If they were smart, they would stop at this moment. If these girls keep going at it, he might have to take charge.

Troy Baker being incredibly handsome

Amnesia World: Toma’s Route

[ ♦ ]—Feet shuffled as they followed after. It felt rather childish to run off; however they lacked any sense of maturity. Toma heard the shattering of a pot, and glared downcast at the split pieces. "How ignorant." He held a swore under his breathe. He knew better than to bring out to ugly side because of that one action. It's happened before. "Looks like we're away from them. For now."

              He wanted to be truly affectionate with Alice, but he merely relied on the moments he could have. "I missed you." He told her, staring straight at the bar he leaned his arms on. He regretted not ever asking for her phone number. He felt that it was too forward, but not anymore. She must have noticed the feelings between the two, at some point.

Acts with no respect for anything except their own desires and selfish goals. They place high value on freedom for the self, but do not care for others’ freedoms. Often associated with chaos and destruction.

“I can’t wait to just sit and listen to you.”

                  "--I want to listen to you as well."

Toma turned to spot the females from before; the ones who'd always bother her. He eyed them, hoping to scare them off. If that wasn't possible, then he was going to get ready to trash talk some girls into leaving.