[Personal space just so happens to be one of the things Lelouch treasures, especially with a certain newfound appreciation for it in this place, but he lets no additional emotions register as Mello invades it, eyes still flat and face blank. He has to wonder at the other's persistence; they can't have spoken long enough to have formed significant impressions of one another, whatever he says. Why is this a sticking point, and why has this man taken an interest in him? And how is he so damn confident, staring Lelouch down as if he isn't being regarded as a minor annoyance, an insect, someone well below Lelouch's notice?
Pride, a highly confrontational attitude, an impressive facial scar, a certain degree of familiarity with the world's seedier locations... he'd say thug, but again, the way Mello carries himself, meeting his eyes and overall exuding the air of one in utter control of his surroundings indicates something more. He's a leader, but not of some petty gang-- or, if he is, there's something beneath the surface that he doesn't let on. Some agenda, some past history, but what?]
Should I take this to mean you intend to instruct me regardless?
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Pride, a highly confrontational attitude, an impressive facial scar, a certain degree of familiarity with the world's seedier locations... he'd say thug, but again, the way Mello carries himself, meeting his eyes and overall exuding the air of one in utter control of his surroundings indicates something more. He's a leader, but not of some petty gang-- or, if he is, there's something beneath the surface that he doesn't let on. Some agenda, some past history, but what?]
Should I take this to mean you intend to instruct me regardless?