Glancing sideways, as much at the brush of a body against his knee as the question, Rokuta snorted and shook his head - a little awkwardly, since he was still resting his chin in his hands.
"It's their money," he said with a shrug, even if there was a trace of... annoyance? in his tone. He'd care if they were being foolish with it and loosing more than they could to take care of themselves or their families. He'd care if they were idiots, but as it was... "They're riding on kirin."
He still couldn't believe it. The whole scene, especially as the current race started and the creatures and their riders shot off down the track, sent a ghostly impression of pressure down his back. He barely resisted the urge to shrug his shoulders.
"The harnesses might just be the sort of tackle they need to use, but..." Another nearly viciously disapproving little frown. The kirin didn't look mistreated, but was racing them in the animals' best interest?
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"It's their money," he said with a shrug, even if there was a trace of... annoyance? in his tone. He'd care if they were being foolish with it and loosing more than they could to take care of themselves or their families. He'd care if they were idiots, but as it was... "They're riding on kirin."
He still couldn't believe it. The whole scene, especially as the current race started and the creatures and their riders shot off down the track, sent a ghostly impression of pressure down his back. He barely resisted the urge to shrug his shoulders.
"The harnesses might just be the sort of tackle they need to use, but..." Another nearly viciously disapproving little frown. The kirin didn't look mistreated, but was racing them in the animals' best interest?