Bunny hop

Usagi glanced at Raijin’s expression after his two word reply, not feeling an ounce of guilt or pity over his curtness. He was a man of few words, and he followed that well. Particularly of even fewer for a man he felt he still hadn’t fully reconciled with. He didn’t know how the tusked man could make up for his mistakes, his abndonment. It didn’t feel like Usagi’s responsibility to suggest anything, anyways. Or so he believed. With a soft sigh, he turned to adjust the wraps that were set on his hind ankles - both of them. For balance and for stability. Kicking was substantially more comfortable with them on, even when he did take it easy. When Raijin broke the heavy silence by asking hiw long Sedna gave him until he was back in action, Usagi replied,"She said I could begin sparring and kicking exercises again, as long as I don’t push it or it becomes painful." The recovery for his ankle was a frustratingly long one. He’d never broken a bone before, but if this was how long it took just to be in combat fit condition again, he would protect his limbs better next time. And certainly keep them out of the mouths of cocky pirates. ‘

Still, though his reply was flat, he felt something about Raijin was genuine. He was genuinly attempting to reconnect with him, trying to make up for everything. Perhaps Kuroo had, in his way, forgiven him. Maybe they’d already gotten chummy, did some father-son bonding together. But Usagi was a fickle thing, a stubborn, short-tempered thing. It took more than just nice words to garner some forgiveness. He needed to see Raijin was sorry. And let loose his frustration in the only way he really knew how. Suddenly standing on all fours, he shook off his pelt briefly before looking to his father and asking, "Are you up for a spar?" He didn’t think Raijin would refuse. After all, he wanted to soend time with him - and this was the best way to go about the reparations sorely needed.

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