[HE DID!!!! HE FUCKIN HATES IT HERE!!!! THIS IS NOT FINE AT ALL AND THIS PLACE IS A CONTINUATION OF THINGS NOT BEING FINE but here they are, he guesses.
Matsui's eyes close, head bowing, shame and guilt flooding in, ever-familiar as they are. He's always running, and he always chooses to run whenever he can, cowardly thing that he is.]
...If you wish to, then we can. If you don't wish to, then I won't speak of it.
[He tries, at least a little, for the raw feeling left in the center of his chest over everything he'd just witnessed.]
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Matsui's eyes close, head bowing, shame and guilt flooding in, ever-familiar as they are. He's always running, and he always chooses to run whenever he can, cowardly thing that he is.]
...If you wish to, then we can. If you don't wish to, then I won't speak of it.
[He tries, at least a little, for the raw feeling left in the center of his chest over everything he'd just witnessed.]