This is how bonding works.

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[Once upon a time in the messhall, there was a pirate with a mountain of plates, and a hamburger in each fist, stuffing his face. Deliciously.]

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I answered that question.

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. . . I see what Joe means now.

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Now what?

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I will not get a straight answer from you.

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Oi! What wasn't clear about that, huh?

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Or maybe it is that you do not understand.

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[Explain]

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Do you like talking about your feelings?

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Why should I?

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Do you understand that sometimes it is necessary to do so?

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[that is so rich coming from you]

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[ shut up. i at least try to talk ] It is like talking to a brick wall.

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Just get to what you're trying to say, samurai lord.

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Try to be more straightforward about your feelings.

And it is not samurai lord. It is Takeru.

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Tch. I'm fine.

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Would you like if it I just called you 'pirate'?

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Plenty of people do it.

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But do you like it?

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It's true, isn't it?

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This is what I mean.

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Because I don't mind it, that means I'm lying to myself? Bullshit.

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No, what I meant about talking to a brick wall.

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You wanted to talk, so I've been talking.

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Just because you talk does not mean that you are having a conversation.

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Why should I wanna talk about any of this stuff with you? About Joe, fine. Why me?