Seeing one of the doctors--specifically, the one named Rosamunda--tending to Akihiko, Sven decided to back off, crossing his arms as he returned to his original, rigid position on the sofa. He glanced at the petite Asian girl as she created small-talk with Makiko, but after he noticed the conversation going nowhere meaningful, he turned his attention to Rosamunda treating the odd-looking American.
He didn't watch for long; the motion of Makiko removing her(?) glasses out of his periphery made him glance back at the person Sven found mistrustful.
"I'm assuming that you is aware of what us - the Kaneshiro, are, correct? The elders of my family seem to trust you, which is why they gave you the rights to give me orders in their stead. Of course, I have absolutely no problems with that. Our conversation up until now have also confirmed me that this wasn't some political schemes that could potentially threaten my family and my nation. So I have no questions. Instead, as a fair warning, I sincerely hope you will not betray our trust and give out our information to those who offer a price for it. For if that really is the case, I will do what I have to and things may become much more complicated than it already is."
Sven remained silent as he toiled with Makiko's lengthy monologue. As he processed it, however, his consciousness narrowed upon the first two sentences of the miniature speech.
Kaneshiro...? The name seems familiar, now that it's put into a context like this. In fact...was it a blog post that I saw it on...? No, I think it was a forum thread. It was talking about...how secretive the family tends to be--at least, until it devolved into mindless conspiracy theories. Regardless...Makiko's tone of voice and choice of words make it clear they see us as inferior in some way, shape, or form. In fact, their entire monologue suggests a form of enlightenment that me and the other four individuals here haven't grasped yet.
Sven then thought of his father's urgent phone call. Dad wouldn't lie to me about anything; especially with something as purportedly dire as this. It's inconceivable. If it was a different situation, or if he hadn't pressured me into going, then maybe I'd be thinking the same thing that Makiko is saying right now. But...
He thought back to his initial suspicion of Makihiko's ambiguity revolving around their gender. He pondered their supposed intellectual superiority over the rest of the group--which he could confirm was real due to Makiko claiming his family trusted Ivo and his cohorts, thus revealing that the Kaneshiros knew what was going on before the broadcast was sent. He again thought of the forum thread he'd seen years ago, and of his father's phone call.
Click. It was like a light had turned on in Sven's head, or like the final piece of a puzzle being set into place, making everything crystal clear to him. The revelation showed on his face; his eyes were wide as they stared at Makiko, blatantly revealing to everyone in the room that he'd discovered something. Getting a grip on himself, he quelled his emotions, removing the wide-eyed look from his face.
Makiko most likely showed up like this on purpose. They...no, he...wanted to ensure there was nothing suspicious among those he was eventually going to meet, so he came prepared. To go to such lengths, though...I have to talk to him in private as soon as I get the chance to.
Sven was so engrossed in his discovery that he failed to pay attention to most of what Ivo was saying about deciding to stay or leave, as well as the somewhat nefarious-sounding questions concealed by a language barrier.
He didn't watch for long; the motion of Makiko removing her(?) glasses out of his periphery made him glance back at the person Sven found mistrustful.
"I'm assuming that you is aware of what us - the Kaneshiro, are, correct? The elders of my family seem to trust you, which is why they gave you the rights to give me orders in their stead. Of course, I have absolutely no problems with that. Our conversation up until now have also confirmed me that this wasn't some political schemes that could potentially threaten my family and my nation. So I have no questions. Instead, as a fair warning, I sincerely hope you will not betray our trust and give out our information to those who offer a price for it. For if that really is the case, I will do what I have to and things may become much more complicated than it already is."
Sven remained silent as he toiled with Makiko's lengthy monologue. As he processed it, however, his consciousness narrowed upon the first two sentences of the miniature speech.
Kaneshiro...? The name seems familiar, now that it's put into a context like this. In fact...was it a blog post that I saw it on...? No, I think it was a forum thread. It was talking about...how secretive the family tends to be--at least, until it devolved into mindless conspiracy theories. Regardless...Makiko's tone of voice and choice of words make it clear they see us as inferior in some way, shape, or form. In fact, their entire monologue suggests a form of enlightenment that me and the other four individuals here haven't grasped yet.
Sven then thought of his father's urgent phone call. Dad wouldn't lie to me about anything; especially with something as purportedly dire as this. It's inconceivable. If it was a different situation, or if he hadn't pressured me into going, then maybe I'd be thinking the same thing that Makiko is saying right now. But...
He thought back to his initial suspicion of Makihiko's ambiguity revolving around their gender. He pondered their supposed intellectual superiority over the rest of the group--which he could confirm was real due to Makiko claiming his family trusted Ivo and his cohorts, thus revealing that the Kaneshiros knew what was going on before the broadcast was sent. He again thought of the forum thread he'd seen years ago, and of his father's phone call.
Click. It was like a light had turned on in Sven's head, or like the final piece of a puzzle being set into place, making everything crystal clear to him. The revelation showed on his face; his eyes were wide as they stared at Makiko, blatantly revealing to everyone in the room that he'd discovered something. Getting a grip on himself, he quelled his emotions, removing the wide-eyed look from his face.
Makiko most likely showed up like this on purpose. They...no, he...wanted to ensure there was nothing suspicious among those he was eventually going to meet, so he came prepared. To go to such lengths, though...I have to talk to him in private as soon as I get the chance to.
Sven was so engrossed in his discovery that he failed to pay attention to most of what Ivo was saying about deciding to stay or leave, as well as the somewhat nefarious-sounding questions concealed by a language barrier.