[ He can only watch Gojo with his typical, annoyed expression, crimson eyes following his movement when he shifts to the bed and gives him a nudge. It seems all concern about allowing the egg to hear his tantrum or arguing goes out the window. Gintoki unhinges his jaw and barks at Gojo: ]
Oi! I’m doing all of the work here! What is it you’re doing? Huh? Is it going out and drinking? Or are you spending time with another egg parent?! Huh?
[ why is he treating this like Gojo is a neglectful husband..
His arms fold over his chest and his volume lowers. ]
I don’t know. I specifically picked you out to help because I thought you’d be helpful.
[ oh… hm.. Gin knows and has an idea of what they could do, though, especially since he’s heard of other egg parents doing it. You know, nestling the egg together and letting it absorb the positive energy from both of them in a relaxed state. He’s kind of nervous to bring that up so suddenly, though.
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Oi! I’m doing all of the work here! What is it you’re doing? Huh? Is it going out and drinking? Or are you spending time with another egg parent?! Huh?
[ why is he treating this like Gojo is a neglectful husband..
His arms fold over his chest and his volume lowers. ]
I don’t know. I specifically picked you out to help because I thought you’d be helpful.
[ oh… hm..
Gin knows and has an idea of what they could do, though, especially since he’s heard of other egg parents doing it. You know, nestling the egg together and letting it absorb the positive energy from both of them in a relaxed state. He’s kind of nervous to bring that up so suddenly, though.
For some reason. ]