"Yes, I am," I say cautiously, but he finishes his drink and just stares into the cup. Motionless. Silent.
It's not like we haven't talked about this at all. It's not like this is a surprise. He knows I'm fighting. He came with me to visit Kougami-san, after all. It's also not a surprise that he's not completely happy about it.
But the depth of his feelings? The twisted up confusingness of this? That's a surprise.
I didn't know. I -- I should've paid more attention.
He hurls his cup at the wall, and I grimace, then dart to get the dustpan and brush.
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Date: 2012-09-22 02:46 am (UTC)It's not like we haven't talked about this at all. It's not like this is a surprise. He knows I'm fighting. He came with me to visit Kougami-san, after all. It's also not a surprise that he's not completely happy about it.
But the depth of his feelings? The twisted up confusingness of this? That's a surprise.
I didn't know. I -- I should've paid more attention.
He hurls his cup at the wall, and I grimace, then dart to get the dustpan and brush.