( it's... they're nice words, and to an extent, they do make him feel better. he still has to shake his head as subaru finishes up with what he has to say though. )
You think so, but... I'm not sure if it really works like that. You can't judge a truth you don't know anything about...
( one of his hands comes up to rub at the side of his neck, and he's quiet for a long moment, though he clearly still has more to say — countless thoughts buzzing in his mind. worries, and anxieties, and fears, all drawn from two simple problems, and coalescing into an obstacle that feels at times impossible for him to overcome. it was easier before, talking about this... because the other person, at least, they kind of knew what it was like. what he was going through. it's harder when that shared experience isn't there but, even so, he'll gather his words. )
You remember, right, about my talent? There are things — important things — about myself that not even I know, even if I wanted to be honest...
( and the things he does know, that he's a murderer and a failure a dozen and more times over, those aren't really too flattering either.
it isn't an outright rejection though. he does slowly continue after the words have settled, sounding tentative. )
But... if we could be friends— if you'd still want to, I'd like that. ( with a bit more conviction: ) I want to be friends with you too, Akehoshi-kun.
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You think so, but... I'm not sure if it really works like that. You can't judge a truth you don't know anything about...
( one of his hands comes up to rub at the side of his neck, and he's quiet for a long moment, though he clearly still has more to say — countless thoughts buzzing in his mind. worries, and anxieties, and fears, all drawn from two simple problems, and coalescing into an obstacle that feels at times impossible for him to overcome. it was easier before, talking about this... because the other person, at least, they kind of knew what it was like. what he was going through. it's harder when that shared experience isn't there but, even so, he'll gather his words. )
You remember, right, about my talent? There are things — important things — about myself that not even I know, even if I wanted to be honest...
( and the things he does know, that he's a murderer and a failure a dozen and more times over, those aren't really too flattering either.
it isn't an outright rejection though. he does slowly continue after the words have settled, sounding tentative. )
But... if we could be friends— if you'd still want to, I'd like that. ( with a bit more conviction: ) I want to be friends with you too, Akehoshi-kun.