[The second comment gets him to crumple a bit on the table, the dark cloud over his head practically visible for how sour his expression twists.
He kicks back the entire cup in one swig, and then drops his head against the table with a muffled whine.]
What'm I supposed to DO, then? Daitengu isn't gonna bother to use me for anything they need if I can't prove myself, but how 'm I supposed to do that if they keep asking me to do stuff you don't ask a spear to do!
[He grumbles, his free hand messily tugging on his hair.]
no subject
[The second comment gets him to crumple a bit on the table, the dark cloud over his head practically visible for how sour his expression twists.
He kicks back the entire cup in one swig, and then drops his head against the table with a muffled whine.]
What'm I supposed to DO, then? Daitengu isn't gonna bother to use me for anything they need if I can't prove myself, but how 'm I supposed to do that if they keep asking me to do stuff you don't ask a spear to do!
[He grumbles, his free hand messily tugging on his hair.]
Doesn't make sense.