( In theory, being at home should make this easier. It's her place, her base. Everything about it is, by now, familiar.
But all she wants to do is escape. To double back and get into the fresh air. Get away from the words, from the glass-sharp edge to his words and things that shouldn't even matter because nothing happened.
She didn't get hurt. She didn't get anything but the knowledge that motorbikes are faster than her. Which means she isn't a step closer to anything and who the fuck knows if they're gonna decide Ryouma is still too alive for their tastes any time soon.
Her fingers tug more insistently on the edges of her sleeves. )
The hell is your problem? ( There's a tension to her voice, a wall built through short responses and the stony monotone which answers Shin's pain. Shouldn't it be obvious that she had to go? Had to do something? ) I know how t'keep myself safe. Were doin' it before you got here.
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But all she wants to do is escape. To double back and get into the fresh air. Get away from the words, from the glass-sharp edge to his words and things that shouldn't even matter because nothing happened.
She didn't get hurt. She didn't get anything but the knowledge that motorbikes are faster than her. Which means she isn't a step closer to anything and who the fuck knows if they're gonna decide Ryouma is still too alive for their tastes any time soon.
Her fingers tug more insistently on the edges of her sleeves. )
The hell is your problem? ( There's a tension to her voice, a wall built through short responses and the stony monotone which answers Shin's pain. Shouldn't it be obvious that she had to go? Had to do something? ) I know how t'keep myself safe. Were doin' it before you got here.
( Fights with Izō notwithstanding. )