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Mar. 31st, 2022 08:39 pm
waitingforplayer2: (07. bye I guess)
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Date: 2022-11-09 04:34 am (UTC)
telewarped: (So many episodes)
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Well, sorry I wasn't feeling super chatty, I guess.

[That comes out sounding curt and more hostile than she intends, though her tiredness at least removes a few of its teeth. After a moment, her gaze drops down to her hand, still held in Nanami's, and she heaves a sigh.]

... I was just thinking. That's all. Okay? You really don't have to worry about me on top of everything else.

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Date: 2022-11-13 02:28 am (UTC)
telewarped: (One little thing could)
From: [personal profile] telewarped
[Something about that stings, but she doesn't show it, her expression forced neutral.]

So what? You don't owe me anything. And you should save that energy for the guy who really needs it right now.

[She doesn't meet Nanami's eyes when she gently unlaces their fingers and starts to move on ahead.]

Let's... just get home, all right?

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Date: 2022-11-15 01:10 am (UTC)
telewarped: (Oh but once this nightmare's over)
From: [personal profile] telewarped
[Shoka slows, glancing sidelong at Nanami from under her hood. At first her expression is cold, and her brain supplies her automatically with an arsenal of scathing remarks that she's sure would be able to ward even Nanami off—but by the time Nanami's finished talking, it's softened. The last time she'd gone that route, it had been with Aaron. He'd stayed, too, and she'd regretted it, as she always did.

This time, she manages to rein in the worst of it. A short, disbelieving laugh escapes her.]


What, haven't sat in on enough drama to satisfy you for one day?

[A part of her still thinks she ought to put up more of a fight than that, but she can't seem to muster it. Ultimately, she did say those things (her and her big mouth), and hearing them turned back against her has pierced right through her defenses. She takes in a breath and releases it as a defeated sigh.]

... Okay. [Eyes still averted, she starts to fidget with one of the ears of her hood as she mumbles through her thought.] The thing is just—I think I get what he's going through. Even though I really wish I didn't... 'Cause I've been there, too. But I still don't...

[Know what to say, or what to do. She doesn't manage to say as much out loud, trailing off there into an ashamed quiet.]

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