...Yeah. It'd be nice. [ It's too much. It feels like the emotion is clogging in his throat, in his chest, in every fiber of his being, because he wants to enjoy this even though it's sharp at all the edges for how wrong it is. It feels like it'll cut into him at the slightest provocation, but he can't make himself stop.
He doesn't want to break this illusion. Isn't that the worst part of all?
He hangs his apron up, moving around the counter to sit next to Akechi. ]
I'll talk to them. I'd... like to stay. [ In Leblanc.
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He doesn't want to break this illusion. Isn't that the worst part of all?
He hangs his apron up, moving around the counter to sit next to Akechi. ]
I'll talk to them. I'd... like to stay. [ In Leblanc.
In this reality. ]