[ There's a thousand and one stories he could make up to get out of this, symptoms to blame, personal quirks or even just generalized exhaustion- but he can't. If he can't be honest, then how can he expect Minakami to be open with him? It had to start from somewhere, even if he'd seen it fail so many other times. But this was the...furthest he'd ever gotten. The most direct he'd ever been about something this grotesque. It felt wrong, in a way, that he'd seen the worst in them, but had been able to keep himself covered. Tama already couldn't understand why Minakami would love him so much to keep going through multiple lifetimes, seeking him out- so it wasn't like he could find himself any uglier than he already did.
He sort of sits there, being hugged passively for a moment or two, before he can finally find the mental strength to weakly grip back. ] I won't, if you don't. Promising is hard, but...we can both try. [ That's the best they can hope for, right? Maybe it was the warmth making him drowzy, or the feeling of being the weight dragging Minakami down to the bottom of the river, but he tried to hug back tighter after a moment of pause. ] I'm sorry for saying it. I'm not feeling well...
the coast is surely clear so time for more depression
He sort of sits there, being hugged passively for a moment or two, before he can finally find the mental strength to weakly grip back. ] I won't, if you don't. Promising is hard, but...we can both try. [ That's the best they can hope for, right? Maybe it was the warmth making him drowzy, or the feeling of being the weight dragging Minakami down to the bottom of the river, but he tried to hug back tighter after a moment of pause. ] I'm sorry for saying it. I'm not feeling well...