There's not a whole lot that can surprise Satoru these days -- kind of a side effect of traveling the world with his maker for a long time, and then another twenty years of being a vampire in a castle where bonkers shit seems to happen regularly.
And yet, as Ed in his masked guise leads the future-wedgied librarian into the shelves, Satoru's eyes go wider and wider.
Are you going to fuck that librarian?? he sends, on the verge of hysterical laughter. Oh my god. Ed. Your commitment to the bit is so impressive.
Dutifully, actually listening to someone's recommendation for once, Satoru stays at a distance, though he pretends to be sorting some books, expanding the mental projection to everybody in the room save for Ed. What doesn't Ed want him too close for, though? Is he certain Satoru's not into voyeurism? Or just not into straight stuff? Either assumption is funny.
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And yet, as Ed in his masked guise leads the future-wedgied librarian into the shelves, Satoru's eyes go wider and wider.
Are you going to fuck that librarian?? he sends, on the verge of hysterical laughter. Oh my god. Ed. Your commitment to the bit is so impressive.
Dutifully, actually listening to someone's recommendation for once, Satoru stays at a distance, though he pretends to be sorting some books, expanding the mental projection to everybody in the room save for Ed. What doesn't Ed want him too close for, though? Is he certain Satoru's not into voyeurism? Or just not into straight stuff? Either assumption is funny.