I said 'smart,' not 'perfect.' [He tries to smile, but Yuuto isn't completely feeling it. At least she sort of understands what he's talking about, even if he can tell they're still on different pages.
Well. He wouldn't be happy if she understood everything about him.
Yuuto gives her hand a tighter squeeze.]
... I can't understand the dying yet. But I can still learn to understand you, if you'll let me.
[He finally releases her hand. He's been selfish to hold onto her for this long anyway. Yuuto does tilt his head to check her face again, worried about the tears. When she mentions her soul, his gaze falls.]
I won't look. But I'm sure your soul isn't disgusting. [...] I'm also... pretty disappointed in what happened to mine.
[Yuuto covers his chest to signal what he's talking about.] But it's okay. It's still me. You're still you, too, Inaba-san. No matter how disgusting you think it is, I'm glad it made you the Inaba-san that I get to talk to. I really, really am.
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I said 'smart,' not 'perfect.' [He tries to smile, but Yuuto isn't completely feeling it. At least she sort of understands what he's talking about, even if he can tell they're still on different pages.
Well. He wouldn't be happy if she understood everything about him.
Yuuto gives her hand a tighter squeeze.]
... I can't understand the dying yet. But I can still learn to understand you, if you'll let me.
[He finally releases her hand. He's been selfish to hold onto her for this long anyway. Yuuto does tilt his head to check her face again, worried about the tears. When she mentions her soul, his gaze falls.]
I won't look. But I'm sure your soul isn't disgusting. [...] I'm also... pretty disappointed in what happened to mine.
[Yuuto covers his chest to signal what he's talking about.] But it's okay. It's still me. You're still you, too, Inaba-san. No matter how disgusting you think it is, I'm glad it made you the Inaba-san that I get to talk to. I really, really am.