(His brow furrows and he looks at her. How exactly had she interpreted that? In the worst way possible, he's certain. Hah.
He wonders if it's even worth trying to explain himself to her. Yelling, fighting, explaining himself... he knows those things won't work if her mind is already made up.
But he tries. Because this is Izumo and he wants to try,)
That isn't what I mean.
(Whatever she means. It isn't that.)
You think I sympathize with that woman more than you, don't you? That I see myself in her and that's all I took from that?
I heard what she said to you and how her actions hurt you. I saw you put your trust in people and have it turn against you. And I see how your trust is fragile and why you feel like things are so pointless.
(It's her. It's her trust. Her pain. Her suffering. But more than that, it's also the people in her life. Those are the people that shaped her and made her what she is.)
Do you think I need to see this to understand what I did to you was wrong? I already knew. Now, I just have more context.
Last time, you asked me what I wanted from you and I said I would accept whatever you decided. So now, what do you want from me? Pity? Sympathy? To give up on everything and spend the rest of my time here at your mercy?
[ of course he's on the mark but she won't give him the credit and instead just moves forward with what he is really wanting. rather, what they both should settle. ]
As though there's anything to ask for. [ her answer comes quicker than the previous time. they've had their time to deal with what happened accordingly. however, of course, they chose to deal with it varied. who reached out? who remained silent? it doesn't matter. ] Regardless of whatever happens, we're not given a luxury to ask for much here. We are at the mercy of what we're allowed.
[ do they have the choice of what memories are lost? which are returned? (if/when they are given the opportunity for it.) what place they're dragged to next..? who will be the next one to splinter and be taken from them?
what they are allowed to do is react and hopefully prepare for what's to come. ]
So, no; there's nothing I'd ask from you because I'm sure you'll figure out how to handle this on your own. Neither of us want each other's pity or any of that—I'll make that much clear.
(He's certain she'll figure things out for herself, too and really... they're in agreement. Neither really wants (or expects) much from the other.)
There are bigger things to focus on than each other. (They have better things to do than sulk and go at each other, really. In some ways, it's a relief but in other ways... well, it certainly does leave things unresolved. But resolution isn't owed.) ... But I am sorry, Izumo.
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(His brow furrows and he looks at her. How exactly had she interpreted that? In the worst way possible, he's certain. Hah.
He wonders if it's even worth trying to explain himself to her. Yelling, fighting, explaining himself... he knows those things won't work if her mind is already made up.
But he tries. Because this is Izumo and he wants to try,)
That isn't what I mean.
(Whatever she means. It isn't that.)
You think I sympathize with that woman more than you, don't you? That I see myself in her and that's all I took from that?
I heard what she said to you and how her actions hurt you. I saw you put your trust in people and have it turn against you. And I see how your trust is fragile and why you feel like things are so pointless.
(It's her. It's her trust. Her pain. Her suffering. But more than that, it's also the people in her life. Those are the people that shaped her and made her what she is.)
Do you think I need to see this to understand what I did to you was wrong? I already knew. Now, I just have more context.
Last time, you asked me what I wanted from you and I said I would accept whatever you decided. So now, what do you want from me? Pity? Sympathy? To give up on everything and spend the rest of my time here at your mercy?
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As though there's anything to ask for. [ her answer comes quicker than the previous time. they've had their time to deal with what happened accordingly. however, of course, they chose to deal with it varied. who reached out? who remained silent? it doesn't matter. ] Regardless of whatever happens, we're not given a luxury to ask for much here. We are at the mercy of what we're allowed.
[ do they have the choice of what memories are lost? which are returned? (if/when they are given the opportunity for it.) what place they're dragged to next..? who will be the next one to splinter and be taken from them?
what they are allowed to do is react and hopefully prepare for what's to come. ]
So, no; there's nothing I'd ask from you because I'm sure you'll figure out how to handle this on your own. Neither of us want each other's pity or any of that—I'll make that much clear.
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(He's certain she'll figure things out for herself, too and really... they're in agreement. Neither really wants (or expects) much from the other.)
There are bigger things to focus on than each other. (They have better things to do than sulk and go at each other, really. In some ways, it's a relief but in other ways... well, it certainly does leave things unresolved. But resolution isn't owed.) ... But I am sorry, Izumo.
(That last part is spoken softly,)
You deserve better.