"I don't trust anyone else to know what I'll need," the older Shinigami admitted after a moment, still very subdued and a little uncertain. "I prefer to avoid medication altogether when I can." He could be suspicious when in the human world-- it apparently also extended to strange ships in the middle of space. "And anyway, medications don't always react with me the way they would with someone else. I imagine that's true for all Shinigami that aren't quite.." That weren't quite normal, perhaps. A delicate shrug, and he lifted tapered fingers to push longish, dark brown strands of hair from his eyes, sliding his glasses back onto his face.
Glancing back up at Watari again, he crossed one leg neatly over the other, hands resting loosely against the top of his thigh-- the very portrait of composure again.
"I may also need to ask you to check in on Tsuzuki-san for me when I cannot," he added after a moment, vivid eyes lifting to meet the younger man's. "It seems as if Touda has decided that I am too dangerous to allow near his master." A pause, and he tilted his head slightly, hair sliding forward and into his eyes again. "That won't stop me, of course, but it's best to prepare for anything."
Watari didn't know what to think of Tatsumi saying he trusted him. On one hand, he knew it already because it was hard to work with someone off and on for the twenty years Watari had been dead without trust, but Tatsumi almost never said things like that, they were implied from his actions instead. He settled for smiling wider as he thought of possible things that might work and scribbled them down on the piece of paper. "Medication can't be helped sometimes, Tatsumi-san. I'm not a doctor but I'll do what I can to make a mix that works on you without any weird side effects." Or with a side effect that wasn't as terrible as some of his past creations.
A wayward bit of hair fell into his face and stayed there even when he looked up from his plans. 003 pecked at his ribbon as a warning when it slipped further down his back. "I tried to take care of Tsuzuki-san before you came here, so I can check on him once in a while!" Touda wasn't likely to see him as a threat unless Tsuzuki ended up less than thrilled with the effects of one of Watari's experiments.
Glancing back up at Watari again, he crossed one leg neatly over the other, hands resting loosely against the top of his thigh-- the very portrait of composure again.
"I may also need to ask you to check in on Tsuzuki-san for me when I cannot," he added after a moment, vivid eyes lifting to meet the younger man's. "It seems as if Touda has decided that I am too dangerous to allow near his master." A pause, and he tilted his head slightly, hair sliding forward and into his eyes again. "That won't stop me, of course, but it's best to prepare for anything."
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A wayward bit of hair fell into his face and stayed there even when he looked up from his plans. 003 pecked at his ribbon as a warning when it slipped further down his back. "I tried to take care of Tsuzuki-san before you came here, so I can check on him once in a while!" Touda wasn't likely to see him as a threat unless Tsuzuki ended up less than thrilled with the effects of one of Watari's experiments.
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