Offering nothing more than a short snort at his answer, Ruby looks to the right for a moment as she idly combs through her thick, black hair with her long, slender digits. It’s a typical answer from an ordinary person; she hadn’t really expected anything different… Yet even so, perhaps there is some disappointment lingering at the back of her mind. A kind of disappointment you feel when you believe that no one will ever really come to understand you.
But that’s irritating to think about, for she does not desire the company of others… Or so she believes.
"We’re all hurt," she replies simply, her gaze finally averting back to his own. "Everyone hurts, it’s only natural, isn’t it? Humans are meant to be hurt and experience pain in some form… Though, I guess some more so than others, huhu…."
"Unless you mean this disgustingly beautiful thing—" a brief motion to her leg brace. "—Then yes. Car crashes aren’t so fun to watch when you’re in them… But they are thrilling in their own way, I guess,"
"And you think about what it means, then ask me about it. Think for yourself,"
—-Eyes would wane in on her expression, looking away to fiddle with her locks of hair. Thoughts protruding her mind, no less than his own. Even he had his worries in spite of how altruistic he can be. Yamamoto worried as to what was going on, even if playing house with strangers for fun seemed every bit entertaining. Though, he was more curious as to what beckoned her away from him in the moment of conversation they had. She'd gone momentarily silent, looking off and lost to seemingly her ownself. It sadden'd Yamamoto to see this..
”Are you more hurt than others then?” He purses the question a bit plainly.
”Wait!? Car Crash!? Are you-- You should prop your leg up!” —-Nothing else was more important than this fact. He reached over to her though, wanting her to sit down while he grabbed a chair for her to set the leg up onto. As he scurries to pick up the chair though, Yamamoto blinks at her comment. 'Think for yourself.' It wasnt like he didn't he just truly didn't understand. ”Well... I guess you have a personal vendetta against me?” He places the chair down before her.
