this is some sort of voice test

[speciocide]

with a pair of sweet babies

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[leprotto]

No, I didn't say anything about— [Triela has to cover her mouth again, and she laughs against her palm. Then she purses her lips to keep from laughing more, clears her throat, and straightens her necktie, acting all businesslike but unable to keep a smile entirely off of her face. It seems like this is kind of stressing Kaworu out... She shouldn't be a jerk, especially when he acts so much like a kid... Or maybe most teenagers are like this? Triela doesn't have a lot of experience, but when she thinks of Kaworu, the word that comes to mind is juvenile. She thinks of Mimi Machiavelli, a teenage girl who seemed to want to be Triela's friend, and who pitched a childish fit after losing at chess. Triela doesn't like adults very much, but she has no idea what to do with teenagers. She's much more used to the subservience of the other cyborgs, the sweet calm and wondrous youth of Rico and Henrietta. Kaworu, on the other hand, seems like he should be going to school, or being scolded for not going to school. There are days when Triela finds herself wanting to nag him into doing so, before she catches herself.

From what little Triela knows, Kaworu isn't especially great at socializing, either. Maybe that's why she finds herself talking to him more than to others their age: even if they handle things differently, even if they're strange in different ways, they can sort of relate to each other because they weren't raised around other (or, in Triela's case, normal) kids. And maybe Triela's being a jerk again, but being around Kaworu makes Triela feel... competent?

She shakes her head, and smiles like she's a little exasperated.] Sorry, I'm being a little mean. He won't really make a nest on you — you'd make a terrible tree! Don't worry, okay? I do think he likes you, maybe he thinks you're pretty, but I promise you he's not going to lay an egg on you.