Asgard: IC Inbox

[realmenknitplushies]

Yo, guys: you've reached Kanji Tatsumi. Leave me a message.

Comments

[windbreak]

It sounds like it'd seriously help her out... At the moment she's stuck with one pair of contacts...

[realmenknitplushies]

... okay, yeah. I mean, I should use 'em myself, but my vision ain't that bad. If hers is... sure. I'll do it, just lemme know who she is, okay?

[windbreak]

I knew I could count on you, Kanji! Oh, her name's Bliss-san, by the way. Or... something like that. She's American. [Which, naturally, explains everything.] I'll tell her to get in touch!

[And then, a minute after he hangs up:]

...Wait, since when do you need glasses? Uh, real glasses?

[realmenknitplushies]

Huh? I've needed 'em for a while... but it ain't a big deal. Ain't even sure where I left 'em back home.
And sure thing, I'll keep'n eye on my messages.

[windbreak]

Huh, I didn't know that... [He even sounds momentarily thoughtful. It passes.] Guess I'll just have to stand behind you the next time they make us fight.

[realmenknitplushies]

Oh, c'mon! Seriously, it ain't that bad, it's just readin' stuff in the distance sometimes!

[windbreak]

Haha, don't worry about it. As long as we know which way to point you, it's all good!

[He pauses.] Anyways, uh... Take care, yeah? Don't push yourself. I owe you one for this, so if you need anything, lemme know.

[Even an actual heart-to-heart! ...At some point. In the distant future. If he can be bothered.]

[realmenknitplushies]

...you're lucky I can't punch ya through the bracelet, ya know that?

Sure. I'll drop a line.