Will you both shut up? You know I hate listening to your pathetic apologies... [Maybe it was too harsh, if he had been talking to any other two people in the world; but Kawase certainly wasn't going to hold his tongue about the damage Tamamori's grandfather had done. Or about the fact that Minakami always apologized for no reason.
There was-- no part of him that could even comprehend being missed like that. That was still true from the first moment of Tama's enthusiasm, but it was even harder to understand now. But Kawase released his hold on Tama's apron, almost dismissively, as he crossed his arms, a tense look on his face. All of them here... alive. And together. Well, it was certainly true that no one could've made that up after everything that happened.]
...I'm not taking it back. [It was a bit quieter than he would usually speak, but... saying something like this felt embarrassing, in front of Minakami. At least it was easier when he couldn't see him.] I don't want to leave. But I thought with Minakami around, you'd finally come to your senses. Both of you.
[He doesn't like the thought... that it was because of him that Tamamori was like this now; freaking out so quickly, apparently locking himself away, all because... he hadn't been able to help himself, and tainted that bright light.
But his tone was still casual, and instead of allowing any time for his words to settle, he reaches out and plucks Frog Man off Tama's leg, squishing him a bit between his hands to make it clear what he was talking about.]
Minakami's right. And the fact that he's here is proof enough of everything that happened, isn't it? You made him up from that story... and he remembers everything that happened. Isn't that right?
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There was-- no part of him that could even comprehend being missed like that. That was still true from the first moment of Tama's enthusiasm, but it was even harder to understand now. But Kawase released his hold on Tama's apron, almost dismissively, as he crossed his arms, a tense look on his face. All of them here... alive. And together. Well, it was certainly true that no one could've made that up after everything that happened.]
...I'm not taking it back. [It was a bit quieter than he would usually speak, but... saying something like this felt embarrassing, in front of Minakami. At least it was easier when he couldn't see him.] I don't want to leave. But I thought with Minakami around, you'd finally come to your senses. Both of you.
[He doesn't like the thought... that it was because of him that Tamamori was like this now; freaking out so quickly, apparently locking himself away, all because... he hadn't been able to help himself, and tainted that bright light.
But his tone was still casual, and instead of allowing any time for his words to settle, he reaches out and plucks Frog Man off Tama's leg, squishing him a bit between his hands to make it clear what he was talking about.]
Minakami's right. And the fact that he's here is proof enough of everything that happened, isn't it? You made him up from that story... and he remembers everything that happened. Isn't that right?