( honestly, that's about the kind of response makoto had expected? if this is about the present flooding that he's been having to deal with (makoto's hasn't been as bad as other rooms down here, with about ankle-deep water, though it's also horribly damp and he's increasingly wary about trying to sleep down here...), why should it be kirma's problem? he'd much sooner expect a terse-yet-snide message of contempt than—
what ends up arriving, several minutes later. makoto blinks at it, confused. good for you? he's about to respond as much, thinking kirma is just rubbing it in, before the last message arrives.
his confusion compounds, then turns to vague suspicion. )
So, what? You've never particularly given me the impression you'd like me as a roommate, even if it's temporary.
no subject
what ends up arriving, several minutes later. makoto blinks at it, confused. good for you? he's about to respond as much, thinking kirma is just rubbing it in, before the last message arrives.
his confusion compounds, then turns to vague suspicion. )
So, what?
You've never particularly given me the impression you'd like me as a roommate, even if it's temporary.