I don't think this is a case where something like that applies, but now you're just getting philosophical. Are all teenagers these days borderline depressing, or is this a special case?
[He's giving him shit, sure, but he's genuinely curious now.] I've been out of the loop for a while.
( actually maybe they all are. Yuri gives Luke a glare that turns into a flat look, tossing his head and making a dismissive motion with his hand. )
Ask anyone. It's clearly just me.
( it isn't, but he's not here to discuss his generation. if anything, he finds them largely undermotivated (because they're teenagers, Yuri) and difficult for him to connect with. can't be let down by a world you refused to let in from the start, right?
as if this ends a conversation, he's walking away on that alone, the scoff clear and the irritation present in the tension in his shoulders... and the stomp implied in the fact his footsteps can be clearly heard as he marches away. )
[He knows better than to chase after him, though now he has, like, twenty kind of concerns. Maybe he'll just ask Anya? Nah. He gets it. He gets that people are a large disappointment most of the time and he's not even sure he wants to pull Yuri back to prove his initial point.
So here he is, holding a prop sword and watching the boy stomp off.]
Ten minutes, Plisetsky! Then get back to work. [And with that he'll turn away to ponder on this, too.]
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double-sorry on my end!
[He's giving him shit, sure, but he's genuinely curious now.] I've been out of the loop for a while.
LASDKF we're just Sorry, Ty
Ask anyone. It's clearly just me.
( it isn't, but he's not here to discuss his generation. if anything, he finds them largely undermotivated (because they're teenagers, Yuri) and difficult for him to connect with. can't be let down by a world you refused to let in from the start, right?
as if this ends a conversation, he's walking away on that alone, the scoff clear and the irritation present in the tension in his shoulders... and the stomp implied in the fact his footsteps can be clearly heard as he marches away. )
I think that's probably legit
So here he is, holding a prop sword and watching the boy stomp off.]
Ten minutes, Plisetsky! Then get back to work. [And with that he'll turn away to ponder on this, too.]