[He'll have so much porn to dig through. Hiyori wonders what the consequences are for mass burning library books. A fine? Jail time? Slap on the wrist? Like most things around here, it probably depends on Bakugo's (eventual) rank.
In any case, now that the other boy's no longer yelling, Hiyori relaxes somewhat. Idly he contemplates his words; it's true that some people might be content to stay here. Those who come from war-torn countries or whose lives back home were filled with suffering, for example. Others are just lazy (cough cough Leona, cough cough). Or they've just given up hope on ever getting out without the House granting their "wish." But most people Hiyori's spoken to aren't happy here, and would prefer to leave.
"Biding their time" is right in some cases, at any rate. That's exactly what he's doing. But as for the state of their worlds, well... He slowly shakes his head.]
There's no way to tell what's going on outside, at least as far as I know. I've heard different theories about how our kidnappings played out—whether time is passing normally outside, or whether this is some sort of alternate timeline, like you'd see in a sci-fi film. But it's all just speculation, since none of us have any clue!
I also arrived here a couple of months after two other people from my home world, but I had no memory of them being gone at all, if that tells you anything.
[Is that even what Bakugo meant by "the state of their worlds"? Hiyori is dearly worried about the rest of his unit, and about his family. If time is indeed passing normally outside then they can't have reacted well to his disappearance. But that's about where his concern ends: he's not worried about some apocalypse transpiring without him. Curiously he asks,]
Your world's not in peril or anything, is it?
[Bakugo didn't hint that it was. But then the purpose of heroes is to save the day, right? As for the gambling hall, he'll just quickly advise:]
There's a casino, but I wouldn't spend too much time there if I were you. I heard the dealers there "suck people's energy," whatever that means. Not that you need me to tell you, since you're not a fan of gambling from the sound of it. Good, good ♪
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Good luck with that, I guess.
[He'll have so much porn to dig through. Hiyori wonders what the consequences are for mass burning library books. A fine? Jail time? Slap on the wrist? Like most things around here, it probably depends on Bakugo's (eventual) rank.
In any case, now that the other boy's no longer yelling, Hiyori relaxes somewhat. Idly he contemplates his words; it's true that some people might be content to stay here. Those who come from war-torn countries or whose lives back home were filled with suffering, for example. Others are just lazy (cough cough Leona, cough cough). Or they've just given up hope on ever getting out without the House granting their "wish." But most people Hiyori's spoken to aren't happy here, and would prefer to leave.
"Biding their time" is right in some cases, at any rate. That's exactly what he's doing. But as for the state of their worlds, well... He slowly shakes his head.]
There's no way to tell what's going on outside, at least as far as I know. I've heard different theories about how our kidnappings played out—whether time is passing normally outside, or whether this is some sort of alternate timeline, like you'd see in a sci-fi film. But it's all just speculation, since none of us have any clue!
I also arrived here a couple of months after two other people from my home world, but I had no memory of them being gone at all, if that tells you anything.
[Is that even what Bakugo meant by "the state of their worlds"? Hiyori is dearly worried about the rest of his unit, and about his family. If time is indeed passing normally outside then they can't have reacted well to his disappearance. But that's about where his concern ends: he's not worried about some apocalypse transpiring without him. Curiously he asks,]
Your world's not in peril or anything, is it?
[Bakugo didn't hint that it was. But then the purpose of heroes is to save the day, right? As for the gambling hall, he'll just quickly advise:]
There's a casino, but I wouldn't spend too much time there if I were you. I heard the dealers there "suck people's energy," whatever that means. Not that you need me to tell you, since you're not a fan of gambling from the sound of it. Good, good ♪