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[heirdisqualification]

This is the voicemail of Byakuya Togami. Leave your business here, and I'll determine whether or not it's worth my time.

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[naeggs]

[And then he takes a gulp of the whiskey without thinking about it too hard, and promptly spits it up on himself, gasping and coughing.]

[heirdisqualification]

[Togami was about to unload some un-asked for wisdom about death and the impermanence of existence (or something on that vein, it's always hard to follow what Togami is talking about), but every thought appears to leave his mind as soon as Naegi has his...unforfunate mishap.

And then he laughs.

Almost predictably, it's an unpleasant sound, high and grating and not especially unlike some hostile bird, but it's a laugh nonetheless, and a less evil one than usual, which is its own achievement. He covers his mouth with a hand, though it hardly does anything to help.]

You're absolutely pathetic, you know.

[naeggs]

[It is absolutely nothing like the only other time he's heard Togami laugh. It's far from calculated. It's sharp, and it's awful on his ears.

Naegi commits it to memory.

He wipes his face clean with his sleeve, embarrassment and insult blunted by what that genuine laugh has him feeling.]

C-come on! It's not like I drink this stuff a lot!

[heirdisqualification]

[Togami hides his crooked smile--his imperfect laugh--behind a hand, forcing himself back into a neutral expression, or at least a convincing facsimile of one. He can't quite get it down, though, and so his scathing speech is delivered with a tremulous tone as he tries very, very hard not to laugh again.

He's cold, and apathetic, and possibly the devil, but he's still a teenager-of-sorts, no matter how grown he acts.]

That's no excuse. It's not even that strong. I've been drinking heavier liquor since I was twelve.

[Not...exactly something to be proud of, but he says it like it is.]

[naeggs]

[It's incredibly delightful to invoke this sort of reaction in Togami, specifically. Naegi doesn't have past experiences to draw from, so he can't be entirely sure, but it sure as hell sounds like he's still trying not to laugh again. The smile on Naegi's face is a mile wide, and there's no hand attempting to hide it.

That concerning comment doesn't even kill it. Most twelve year olds don't drink heavy liquor! He knows that, right?]

Whether or not it's strong doesn't matter, if I'm not used to it like you!