[ and there he holds that eye contact for a lot longer than he'd like. stubbornly. ultimately, he caves and looks down at the floor. it's funny how often he talks of friendship until things like this happen. he won't lie, but he can't help feeling ashamed. ]

No.

[ he should probably say something, but there's an awkward pause like he's waiting for something. the consequences of admitting that out loud? he's not sure. he's trying to see if he can get anything out of her expression. ]

... And I ain't wrong either, am I? He said so. I'm on my own.

[ he doesn't know why it bothers him so much. maybe just because he's drunk and feeling especially sorry for himself, but it does. it's been bothering him ever since he's been losing sleep trying to find every yen he can manage and nishitani came and trashed his place. he's been on his own for a long time, and he's tired of it. ]

But it's alright. Everybody can humiliate me and I'll keep goin', 'cause it's what I do.