Pyrrha chuckles, thinking of her friends among others.
"You don't seem the like the type to ask someone indirectly," Pyrrha half-jokes, half-encourages him to put a foot forward if he means to, "I got my pre-Resurrection memories back late last month, to the great boon of understanding a fuckton more one of my best friends has been saying for a myriad. I've been trying out the lingo. Friendzone was only a negative place to those, usually men, who cared more about fucking someone than really being close with them."
Chrollo caring more about his friends than someone he'd date is only another good quality about him.
"This way." Pyrrha leads them to the market district, readily trading supplies for what she needs, foisting some of it off to Chrollo and carrying some of it herself. That includes a blanket for a picnic on the beach.
"Life as a saint was a lot less glamorous than most people realized," Pyrrha says, "Would you prefer to take any guesses why or hear the answer?"
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"You don't seem the like the type to ask someone indirectly," Pyrrha half-jokes, half-encourages him to put a foot forward if he means to, "I got my pre-Resurrection memories back late last month, to the great boon of understanding a fuckton more one of my best friends has been saying for a myriad. I've been trying out the lingo. Friendzone was only a negative place to those, usually men, who cared more about fucking someone than really being close with them."
Chrollo caring more about his friends than someone he'd date is only another good quality about him.
"This way." Pyrrha leads them to the market district, readily trading supplies for what she needs, foisting some of it off to Chrollo and carrying some of it herself. That includes a blanket for a picnic on the beach.
"Life as a saint was a lot less glamorous than most people realized," Pyrrha says, "Would you prefer to take any guesses why or hear the answer?"