[...There's a bit of a wince when he hears that hiss, knowing that the little robot did not have that last time he saw him. So he knows it likely happened when he threw him. But although he doesn't actually need the handkerchief, he'll take it, anyway. Seems worse to leave the robot hanging after the gesture.]
Costume...? [He has to think for a moment before he laughs.] Aaah, that one. Nah, I don't think so. A bit different this time around.
[ Because Giru is Giru, he merely stares to the daemon for a long moment even after taking the handkerchief before he gently lifts himself up into the air and sloooowly floats his way a little closer to him... staring... very quietly with that one eye of his.
Giru not sorry for attacking Rokurou, wanted to hurt Trunks. ]
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Costume...? [He has to think for a moment before he laughs.] Aaah, that one. Nah, I don't think so. A bit different this time around.
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Giru not sorry for attacking Rokurou, wanted to hurt Trunks. ]
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Of course not, and you shouldn't be. You were doing what you were supposed to, which is help protect a friend.
[He then looks down at his injured arm, the one that Gem had torn through.]
Some friend I was. I couldn't even do that.