So I let him drag me over to the sofa, and I'm practically in his lap, "That's not important, sempai. I am fine. What's important is you." I think it's sweet that he tried to do this for my sake but really, he didn't need to. I'm not the one who has got fragments of a bullet lodged into vital parts of my brain.
On the bright side, at least we're no longer in danger of plummeting out of the window.
It actually makes me uncomfortable that he's been keeping this from me forever long. I almost feel embarrassed about it. It's not like he's my father or something, "so what are you going to do? Have you told Kougami-san about this? Will you quit work?" I said, I find it easier to deal with the practicalities. I think it's because of my time in the police. When something has happened or someone's been killed, no room for sentimentality, you just have to go in there and do your job.
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Date: 2012-09-30 11:15 pm (UTC)On the bright side, at least we're no longer in danger of plummeting out of the window.
It actually makes me uncomfortable that he's been keeping this from me forever long. I almost feel embarrassed about it. It's not like he's my father or something, "so what are you going to do? Have you told Kougami-san about this? Will you quit work?" I said, I find it easier to deal with the practicalities. I think it's because of my time in the police. When something has happened or someone's been killed, no room for sentimentality, you just have to go in there and do your job.