[she's dealing with things in her own magilou way, but... akira isn't looking for that, right now. not like this.
he knows it, without knowing what transpired with anyone else, that she's probably having a hard time of it. no matter what veneers she puts up, how she smile or jokes—he knows that laphicet is important to her, he knows this isn't easy.
he knows what it's like to be in that position. only now? it's worse. worse because she knows beforehand, and worse because he knows he was complicit in making this happen.
so akira doesn't answer.
maybe he wants to hear a story in a minute; he always wants to hear the things she has to say.
but first, there's something else his heart tells him to do, and right now, he really doesn't want to fight his heart. he's quiet, approaching her from behind and wrapping his arms around her. he hunches over, something of a gargantuan task with their height difference, but still rests his chin on her shoulder before emitting very quiet words.]
I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
[both for what's happening and being a part of it.]
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he knows it, without knowing what transpired with anyone else, that she's probably having a hard time of it. no matter what veneers she puts up, how she smile or jokes—he knows that laphicet is important to her, he knows this isn't easy.
he knows what it's like to be in that position. only now? it's worse. worse because she knows beforehand, and worse because he knows he was complicit in making this happen.
so akira doesn't answer.
maybe he wants to hear a story in a minute; he always wants to hear the things she has to say.
but first, there's something else his heart tells him to do, and right now, he really doesn't want to fight his heart. he's quiet, approaching her from behind and wrapping his arms around her. he hunches over, something of a gargantuan task with their height difference, but still rests his chin on her shoulder before emitting very quiet words.]
I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
[both for what's happening and being a part of it.]