[ Izō stays silent for awhile, the gamut of emotions he's going through written around his face. He knows they worried; he saw the messages and missed calls, he heard the pain in Majima's voice and the way Emily looked at him. He'd hurt everyone he cared about by disappearing, even if he thought it was the best thing to do at the time.
It wasn't. What's done is done and so is the damage. All he can do is be here to pick up the pieces. That's what he's doing now, isn't it?
He grits his teeth. ]
...Yeah. Sorry. [ For leaving her in that situation. ] I jus'...did what I thought'd be safest. For ev'ryone.
[ He empties his cup again, keeping his gaze on the bar. ]
Guess I'm too stupid t' know what's best for anyone. Maybe I'll fuckin' learn somethin' this time.
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It wasn't. What's done is done and so is the damage. All he can do is be here to pick up the pieces. That's what he's doing now, isn't it?
He grits his teeth. ]
...Yeah. Sorry. [ For leaving her in that situation. ] I jus'...did what I thought'd be safest. For ev'ryone.
[ He empties his cup again, keeping his gaze on the bar. ]
Guess I'm too stupid t' know what's best for anyone. Maybe I'll fuckin' learn somethin' this time.