[The next response is a little slower in coming because guess who dropped his phone?
Which not only allows Fubuki to process what he'd read, but to calm down. A little.]
You
[No, that isn't right. He wishes he could delete that and start over, but instead he just tries again.]
Gabe had a child?
[And here Guts was, taunting death. To Fubuki, who had lost both of his parents and his younger brother when he was just a boy, the thought of any parent joking about their death is not just nauseating, but insulting.]
Please don't worry about me. I'm fine and I have Marchosias if anything goes wrong.
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Which not only allows Fubuki to process what he'd read, but to calm down. A little.]
You
[No, that isn't right. He wishes he could delete that and start over, but instead he just tries again.]
Gabe had a child?
[And here Guts was, taunting death. To Fubuki, who had lost both of his parents and his younger brother when he was just a boy, the thought of any parent joking about their death is not just nauseating, but insulting.]
Please don't worry about me. I'm fine and I have Marchosias if anything goes wrong.