🔥 HUSTLE !
The older- once finished his examination of the boy’s features- took in the pipe’s DAMAGE from a fully viewable standpoint, a sigh slipping from betwixt chapped lips. That thing was definitely completely DECIMATED: a shame. It’d been a good choice in general, even BETTER for Arata because it didn’t require a lot of precise control. They’d been hard at work trying to find things that suit him like that for a LONG time now.
“…Geez.”
One hand came up to SCRATCH at his own head, the other to lightly cuff Arata on the back of his.
He couldn’t retain anger, not in THIS type of situation where his mentee looked SO disheartened. It was difficult to be surrounded by people with such expertise in a subject, more-so when YOU lacked the self-control that THEY didn’t. Yata himself understood that more than most: disappointment in his own lack of restraint was FAR from unfamiliar.
The pile of broken and bent weaponry in his room could ATTEST to that.
“Well, we can’t do anythin’ about it now…’m gonna go get you one of my extra bats. We’re gonna practice- yer gonna get this down before bed t’night.”
Vanguard’s own method of lending support- he wouldn’t ALLOW that kind of upset. Anyone else and he’d dish out discipline himself, but the KIDS, ( Arata, Anna ) well…he treated them differently. Punishment could be left up to Kusanagi for later.
PRACTICE. A word that thrilled him and filled him with dread at the same time. Yet, he can’t help but perk up anyway. If Yata thinks he can get it down in a night, then he’ll get it down in a night! No problem there -- and even if he doesn’t, he’ll keep at it until he does. That was the type of DETERMINATION he’d seen within HOMRA. It was something that rekindled hope in his young heart, and something he’d hold onto until his heart beats it’s very last. AND OH, did youth show it’s face tonight. His rekindled passion at his mentor’s words became evident, with how he almost immediately pulled off his mask in order to show off a toothy grin.
“ Yessir! ” He exclaims, mood brightening from much earlier. The teen’s golden gaze didn’t waver as he looked straight to his mentor, eyes hopeful.
“ I’ll try and be careful with Mi-nii’s stuff! Promise! ” Despite the way he tries to come off, Arata is still a child - one who looks up to those who have earned his respect. And to be frank, the way HOMRA captured his heart ... there’s no change in that, anytime soon. He’d been completely won over from the moment he made the choice to join; DO GOOD and LIVE A LIFE OF LOVE. HOMRA may be rowdy, but they’re his family now, too - so he has to take care of them just like he’s being taken care of now. He might be weak now, but not forever - not when he has so many people who are counting on him, too !