[It's pretty obvious he was having a bit of trouble keeping up with the conversation as well, the only thing really binding him to it is his worry. He thinks for a moment on something good to say, really harsh words and insults just came so much easier than being friendly.]
Well, I can't see the future... and I get by alright. Besides... I won't let anything bad happen to you.
[And then there was just that little gesture of affection, and for a moment his self-loathing just seemed to melt away. Ryuutaro was comfortable with the gesture, which meant he hadn't overstepped anything by reaching out to comfort him. And this meant that Ryuutaro cared too... well he knew he did... but it was just a little reminder... that maybe... he wasn't always the despicable person he thought he was...
and that train of thought is quickly disregarded. He just needed to remind himself of everything that he had done... and everything that he was. A bastard. A half-breed. He was... there weren't even words to describe what he was like on the streets. It was a part of his life that he hadn't told anyone about. No one knew. Only him and the people he had done business with. And no one wanted him... for four years. So... there had to be something wrong with him.
But... it was nice to have someone who liked him anyway. Even if he didn't know the whole story. He hated himself for not telling Ryuutaro more about it... it felt like he was lying to him. But if he knew... then he would probably leave him too...]
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Well, I can't see the future... and I get by alright. Besides... I won't let anything bad happen to you.
[And then there was just that little gesture of affection, and for a moment his self-loathing just seemed to melt away. Ryuutaro was comfortable with the gesture, which meant he hadn't overstepped anything by reaching out to comfort him. And this meant that Ryuutaro cared too... well he knew he did... but it was just a little reminder... that maybe... he wasn't always the despicable person he thought he was...
and that train of thought is quickly disregarded. He just needed to remind himself of everything that he had done... and everything that he was. A bastard. A half-breed. He was... there weren't even words to describe what he was like on the streets. It was a part of his life that he hadn't told anyone about. No one knew. Only him and the people he had done business with. And no one wanted him... for four years. So... there had to be something wrong with him.
But... it was nice to have someone who liked him anyway. Even if he didn't know the whole story. He hated himself for not telling Ryuutaro more about it... it felt like he was lying to him. But if he knew... then he would probably leave him too...]