[Well, that is a fair point. Of course that’s also, in a way, exactly the concern he had.]
... I won’t drill a hole in anyone’s head unless they want me to. You don’t have to worry. [So yeah he has probably in fact done this to other people. Apparently willingly???]
[He considers this for a long moment... Well... she doesn't seem horrified by any of this, so he's a bit at ease. Still, she's suggesting going against what he just said. But if he's honest...?]
... As long as there's a good reason. If they need one. Holes are meant to help, after all. [Sometimes people don't understand!! They can't realize or predict how things will be better once they have a hole.]
[He is just making all the wrong choices. His posture slackens a little though he doesn't move his hand. He barely flinches at the drink, just sort of drips impotently a moment.]
... You're quite impossible to please. I'm starting to think you were going to deny me no matter what I said.
He lingers a moment as if he's deciding whether he wants to keep trying to push things, but ultimately, he does step back and turn to leave. Time to go try and figure out what that means!]
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Even if he's showing off what a nerd he is. ]
Does it matter that much when the essence of what I said is the point? What other holes have you made?
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[Please don't make him explain more.]
I don't see how this is relevant to the matter at hand.
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[ She is making him explain more. ]
Shouldn't I know the extent you'll go to? If you want to be my attendant or if you want access to my room.
[ Yeah, it's hers, not theirs.
I'm sorry even if she isn't. ]
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... I won’t drill a hole in anyone’s head unless they want me to. You don’t have to worry.
[So yeah he has probably in fact done this to other people. Apparently willingly???]
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If I want you to drill a hole in someone's head?
[ What, then? She asks it very innocently. ]
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... As long as there's a good reason. If they need one. Holes are meant to help, after all.
[Sometimes people don't understand!! They can't realize or predict how things will be better once they have a hole.]
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How else have they helped?
[ What kind of serial murderer are you, Fukuda? Medb wants to know! What's "helping"? ]
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Simple. Wind goes in the hole, then it goes out, and then the world is clearer.
[Simple!!!]
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But normally, people with holes in their heads die.
(shirou voice) people die when they're killed ]
I see. [ That the hole didn't help quite as much as he thought. ] Counting must have driven you crazy.
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It felt that way. But I'm better now.
[Because of the hole.]
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You're better but not good.
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[No comment.]
I answered all your questions, though.
[So what's the verdict?]
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[ Sorry, Fukuda. ]
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You say that, but really, there's nothing stopping me from using my phone to get in, anyway.
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[ There's a warning in her tone. ]
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[He's not saying yes but he's also not saying no.]
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[ That's an obvious warning. ]
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Fukuda stands up, and even with the elevated seat Medb's on, he's still able to loom over her as he plants a hand on the bar counter in front of her.]
Then I'm saying you're going to change your mind.
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She flings what's left of her drink at his face. ]
Think again.
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... You're quite impossible to please. I'm starting to think you were going to deny me no matter what I said.
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[ Raise yourself to whatever her standards are. ]
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And what, exactly, are the qualifications you're looking for?
[He's pretty sure she's not going to tell him but. Have to try.]
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[ So he is very correct that she's not going to feed him answers.
She makes a shooing motion with her hand. ]
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He lingers a moment as if he's deciding whether he wants to keep trying to push things, but ultimately, he does step back and turn to leave. Time to go try and figure out what that means!]