[Ryuji would be hard pressed to accept he's the sole, or even the main, problem here, but to his credit he doesn't immediately blast the accusation apart. Largely because he doesn't understand it, eyes narrowing in an uncomprehending squint.]
What the hell are you talkin' about? Who said anythin' about owin' stuff?
writes another 419 word love letter in your name
[Ryuji would be hard pressed to accept he's the sole, or even the main, problem here, but to his credit he doesn't immediately blast the accusation apart. Largely because he doesn't understand it, eyes narrowing in an uncomprehending squint.]
What the hell are you talkin' about? Who said anythin' about owin' stuff?
[Quit putting words in his mouth?]