[Although he doesn't flinch at the sharpening of Kazuya's eyes (he's been at the receiving end of such a gaze plenty of times in his life), Joshua can't deny that it makes him feel exposed. Like a child caught with his hand in a jar of sweets.]
I...
[His voice trails off. His initial instinct is to brush off concern by insisting that, yes, he is very much fine, thank you, please go about your day. But this is new magic. Dangerous magic.]
[At the same time, shouldering one's own problems comes naturally to a Rosfield. It's practically in his blood. What's the use in worrying others when there's little they can do?]
[He heaves a sigh.]
I feel no different [not a lie, technically], however, it would be wise to avoid any potential unpleasantries.
no subject
I...
[His voice trails off. His initial instinct is to brush off concern by insisting that, yes, he is very much fine, thank you, please go about your day. But this is new magic. Dangerous magic.]
[At the same time, shouldering one's own problems comes naturally to a Rosfield. It's practically in his blood. What's the use in worrying others when there's little they can do?]
[He heaves a sigh.]
I feel no different [not a lie, technically], however, it would be wise to avoid any potential unpleasantries.