Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7200 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred) Exchange
"Different?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Obviously it’s different,” said the gray-handed man. “You just make me feel mischievous, mischievous in a way that’s somewhat comforting. I still want to say what I just said. If it were someone else, these words might sound like they’re not speaking properly. But it’s different with you.”

"Are you repeating yourself?" the brown-handed man asked.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with repeating what I wanted to say?" Gray-Handed Man said. "Besides, haven't we repeated ourselves enough today? One more time won't make a difference, will it?"

“What you said is problematic to begin with; I’m still thinking about it,” said the brown-handed man.

"What's wrong? Why don't you just tell me? Maybe you'll get the answer you want more than if you keep thinking about it yourself," said the gray-handed man.

“It’s not that I necessarily need an answer, but I still want to know more,” said the brown-handed man. “You should tell me.”

Grayhand said, "You haven't pointed out what the problem is yet, how am I supposed to explain it?"

“That’s true. Let me tell you the problem first,” the brown-handed man said with a smile.

"I am listening."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "What do you mean by saying that if it were someone else, the tone of your words might sound like you're not speaking properly? Words are words, and the tone they convey is inherent to the situation, isn't it? How could the tone of your words change depending on who you're talking to?"

“If you think there’s something wrong with what I said, I understand,” Grayhand said.

"You also think there's a problem?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Based on what you’ve said, I’ve thought about it, and it does seem like there’s something wrong with that,” said the Gray-Handed Man.

“Where do you think the problem lies?” the Brown-Handed Man asked.

"The problem is that I didn't explain it clearly," the gray-handed man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "Where is it not explained clearly?"

“I should tell you that it’s my feelings that are different, not that the tone of my words would change if someone else said them. I should say that if someone else said these words, I might sense that they were being rude,” the Gray-Handed Man laughed.

The brown-handed man smiled, but before he could speak, the gray-handed man continued, "We can change it to a more suitable way of saying it." "Change it again?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes, we’ll change it again,” the gray-handed man laughed.

"Is it because you think the one you just changed to isn't suitable?" the brown-handed man asked.

"I can't say it's unsuitable, but there are suitable ones, and even more suitable ones. I think I've found an even more suitable explanation," said the Gray-Handed Man.

“I’m quite interested,” the brown-handed man said with a smile.

“Actually, I was planning to say it before you even asked if I was interested,” said the gray-handed man.

“Oh? Even if I’m not interested, you still want to talk about it this time?” the brown-handed man asked.

“Actually, I don’t think you’ll be uninterested this time,” Grayhand said.

"And the reason?" the brown-handed man asked.

"If you can't give a reason," said the gray-handed man. "Then you won't give a reason, will you?"

"You're not experiencing some kind of deep sensory development, are you?" the brown-handed man asked.

“No,” the gray-handed man said, “Do you still need a reason?”

“I don’t want it anymore,” the brown-handed man said. “Just tell me what you think is more suitable.”

The gray-handed man chuckled, "That's what I was thinking too, and I was going to say it directly. But I'd like to wait a bit before saying it."

"Why? Haven't you thought it through yet? Or do you want to spend more time perfecting it?" the brown-handed man asked.

“You can think of it as the latter,” said the gray-handed man.