❝ You’re a hateful little thing, did you know that ?❞ He spoke genuinely, as if it weren’t a slightly— or incredibly— insulting remark. He didn’t know if he liked this human or hated him quite yet. He tilted his head, one eyebrow quirking. ❝ There are plenty of people that are a little smart, you know. That wouldn’t really set you apart from anyone, would it ? Perhaps if you were very smart, that would be a different story. ❞ He would never deny that he was something of a smart ass. He waved a dismissive hand. ❝ No, I can assure you that I can’t see auras. Like I said, it was a feeling. Nothing more, nothing less. ❞
↳ ❂ ↰ “Not hateful, just annoying,” the teen corrected. “There’s a key difference between the two, you see.” Trust him, he could be way more spiteful if he wanted to, and that was how he kept most people at the facility out of his business ( curse the ones who tolerated him regardless, though ). “Even if I was more than a little smart, I’m not arrogant enough to boast about it to every stranger I meet on the street. After all, you’ve done nothing to elicit me to trust you as a confidant.” Kaeto tilted his head. “Feeling or not, still sounds like some psychic thing. If I had to guess, I’d say that between the two of us, you’re the one least like everyone else.”
