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Certainly, Hanbee would be the least intimidating person ( aside from few others ) that Sasaki would have had gotten to know in his life, despite his odd and tall appearance. Rather it was the energy coming from the other that mildly unsettled the halfling –so anxious, was this guy ever anything else?– and it got him to be on edge, as well.
“Rank 1 Abara, if you think that I’ll rip off one of your limbs and eat it if you only as much as stutter in my presence, then you ought to stop believing those rumors sometime soon. Now, what is it that you wish to tell me?”
despite the fact that it was meant to be a reassurance, it should come as no surprise that even the implication of the terrible things his superior officer would not do to him makes hanbee wither. it’s bad enough that he’s been sent to face the black reaper himself, despite being possibly the worst man for the job. he almost considers passing it off as a trivial matter which the suzuya squad can handle on its own, apologize for wasting his time, and back away—
and yet. there’s something about haise that’s inspiring, in all its terrifying gravity. something that makes the taller man, for once, feel capable of straightening up and telling the facts without stuttering or faltering.
“Y—-” a long pause, the words getting stuck in his throat, but once it’s bypassed, his thoughts come out with a fluidity that surprises even him. “Yes, sir. I came to you to discuss the ongoing fight against Aogiri... Special Class Suzuya has a plan to organize a raid on a known Aogiri satellite, and was going to submit a request for more manpower. However, he is... sick, today, and asked me to talk to you about it.”
