[Unless the progress is halted by something like mouthing off to a murderer... But there will always be setbacks. So long as Guzma can show and prove to Nanu that he's trying–that's what's important.]
[Not many people know Nanu's true nature beyond his laziness and sour attitude. Those aren't masks, at least; but they serve as the foundation for one. He rarely gives a crap about what other people think of him, and that included Guzma. For the ex-Skull leader, that was on purpose. It was a different story for his grunts, and even Plumeria. Nanu assumes the grunts just didn't mention the things their Kahuna did for our with them, likely because it would signify some sort of weakness to their feared leader. Now, maybe Nanu can tell him of those things some time.]
[For now, though, the focus is on Guzma and his actions... and words. It wasn't just Nanu and Anabel's relationship that lit the proverbial fire–it was Guzma's cruel "joke" and subsequently how he handled her very reasonable response that dug the fire pit deeper.]
[Nanu guesses he should wait to tell him to apologize to Anabel. Baby steps, and all that.]
[He goes quiet once again, to leave room for the other man to think. It's a hefty proposal, despite how casual he tried to make it. And it's something even Nanu's thinking twice about, considering Guzma's track record. But he wouldn't be offering if this situation wasn't as serious as it became.]
[Though, he doesn't look at Guzma's face as he thinks; no watching, no hovering. It's the least he can do, to give the man some privacy, even if it's entirely in Guzma's head. Not until he speaks again does Nanu turn back to him and really sees the seriousness on his face. Whether he accepts or declines is entirely up to him, and at this point, Nanu's not fully sure which to expect.]
[So it's a pleasant surprise when Guzma not only accepts–but admits respect. That brings a modicum of surprise to Nanu's face. It had to be monumentally hard for him to admit, but ultimately Nanu's a little touched, too. He can tell it's not a bluff.]
Alright then. [He nods, looking Guzma in the eye.] We've got a deal.
[It would probably be weird for them to seal it with a handshake or something. Nanu's never been fond of that crap. The real seal is showing progress.]
Well... [A sigh; perhaps noticeably less serous, and more his normal long-suffering self.] ...Guess this means I gotta give you permission to bother me now, huh?
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[Not many people know Nanu's true nature beyond his laziness and sour attitude. Those aren't masks, at least; but they serve as the foundation for one. He rarely gives a crap about what other people think of him, and that included Guzma. For the ex-Skull leader, that was on purpose. It was a different story for his grunts, and even Plumeria. Nanu assumes the grunts just didn't mention the things their Kahuna did for our with them, likely because it would signify some sort of weakness to their feared leader. Now, maybe Nanu can tell him of those things some time.]
[For now, though, the focus is on Guzma and his actions... and words. It wasn't just Nanu and Anabel's relationship that lit the proverbial fire–it was Guzma's cruel "joke" and subsequently how he handled her very reasonable response that dug the fire pit deeper.]
[Nanu guesses he should wait to tell him to apologize to Anabel. Baby steps, and all that.]
[He goes quiet once again, to leave room for the other man to think. It's a hefty proposal, despite how casual he tried to make it. And it's something even Nanu's thinking twice about, considering Guzma's track record. But he wouldn't be offering if this situation wasn't as serious as it became.]
[Though, he doesn't look at Guzma's face as he thinks; no watching, no hovering. It's the least he can do, to give the man some privacy, even if it's entirely in Guzma's head. Not until he speaks again does Nanu turn back to him and really sees the seriousness on his face. Whether he accepts or declines is entirely up to him, and at this point, Nanu's not fully sure which to expect.]
[So it's a pleasant surprise when Guzma not only accepts–but admits respect. That brings a modicum of surprise to Nanu's face. It had to be monumentally hard for him to admit, but ultimately Nanu's a little touched, too. He can tell it's not a bluff.]
Alright then. [He nods, looking Guzma in the eye.] We've got a deal.
[It would probably be weird for them to seal it with a handshake or something. Nanu's never been fond of that crap. The real seal is showing progress.]
Well... [A sigh; perhaps noticeably less serous, and more his normal long-suffering self.] ...Guess this means I gotta give you permission to bother me now, huh?
[An attempt at levity, after all this shit.]