[ a shrug. he doesn't know what's going on through Totsuka's mind after what he just said. ]
Dunno. [ he sounds unsure, but, he's no mind reader... he can't read things like these. ] He looks fine, he sounds fine... but I don't know what's in his head.
They are... aren't they. And back home... if he gets sent home... he'll have to go back to a life without Totsuka and the sharp, bitter knowledge that Mikoto's going to die.
[ he hasn't told anyone except Totsuka himself. Yata's too stubborn and considering he was there when it happened... he'd rather not. And Eric... Eric would probably feel guilty.
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Dunno. [ he sounds unsure, but, he's no mind reader... he can't read things like these. ] He looks fine, he sounds fine... but I don't know what's in his head.
[ ... ]
I don't dare try ta' bring it up again.
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[ the two syllables breathed sharp, but it's more of a dismissal now. second by second, the tension ebbs. ]
We're here now anyway.
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They are... aren't they. And back home... if he gets sent home... he'll have to go back to a life without Totsuka and the sharp, bitter knowledge that Mikoto's going to die.
he laughs, quiet and rueful. ]
So we are.
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Quit that.
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Creepin' you out, am I?
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[ the kind of sound that cuts the wrong shape in the air, light and utterly meaningless. ]
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I'll try not to do it again, m'lord.
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this face. ]
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Somebody has to talk for ya, boss.
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. . . None of 'em know.
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[ he hasn't told anyone except Totsuka himself. Yata's too stubborn and considering he was there when it happened... he'd rather not. And Eric... Eric would probably feel guilty.
No, it's best they don't know. ]
Just us.
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[ eyes lidding open for a handful of low syllables that string together like an order. ]
Keep it that way.
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Got it.