Still admiring the details of his new autumn bestie, Ed hums in sympathy for Satoru's description of the Silver lectures, knowing all too well how impressively torturous they can get. Boredom is worse than death. You won't ever convince Ed otherwise.
Luckily, Satoru is as interesting as they come. Ed grins again at the delightfully awful impression of his accent. He forgives the pumpkin for it, though. It's only been alive for a day, after all. Pumpkin!Ed is blameless. Ed coos at it before looking up at Satoru again. "Ahh, this one gets it! Can't spend a fucking birthday behind a desk." His eyes wander towards the ceiling as his mind flips through the variety of mischief they could get into. "All these ancient Silver bastards around though, laming up the place..."
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Luckily, Satoru is as interesting as they come. Ed grins again at the delightfully awful impression of his accent. He forgives the pumpkin for it, though. It's only been alive for a day, after all. Pumpkin!Ed is blameless. Ed coos at it before looking up at Satoru again. "Ahh, this one gets it! Can't spend a fucking birthday behind a desk." His eyes wander towards the ceiling as his mind flips through the variety of mischief they could get into. "All these ancient Silver bastards around though, laming up the place..."