[He doesn't rise to the challenge just yet, though, pushing the plate more towards the center of the table so Elan can grab a skewer. He meant it when he said he couldn't eat them all himself; he's already had dinner, so he's technically gone over the calorie limit already. But the only one who cares about enforcing that is Ibara, who isn't here right now! Score!]
Who, me? Why, of course not ♪
[A careless, chatty reply. But then more seriously he adds,]
Or at least that's the image I strive for: someone completely pure and pretty, like a flower. But none of us can stay completely pure, I suppose. We all get dirtied in one form or another, just from trying to survive in this harsh world.
[He speaks with a smile, though it looks more thoughtful than useful. Maybe this is him when he's not hamming it up?]
Anyway, I'd rather not talk about it too much, but there was something else before Eden. And things didn't exactly go too smoothly there. We still chased a dazzling dream together, but it wasn't meant to last. And the way things played out at the end was pretty sad...
[He idly twirls that straw again, thinking about Eichi, collapsed backstage. About Nagisa's hand trembling outside the school afterwards. About his own trembling hand.
But he forcibly injects his voice with some cheer before continuing. This is a karaoke room, not a confession booth!]
I knew I couldn't stay there, so I left! That's all there is to it. We parted ways, except me and Nagisa-kun. We're still thick as thieves. Because the two of us would never, ever let go of each other... ♪
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[He doesn't rise to the challenge just yet, though, pushing the plate more towards the center of the table so Elan can grab a skewer. He meant it when he said he couldn't eat them all himself; he's already had dinner, so he's technically gone over the calorie limit already. But the only one who cares about enforcing that is Ibara, who isn't here right now! Score!]
Who, me? Why, of course not ♪
[A careless, chatty reply. But then more seriously he adds,]
Or at least that's the image I strive for: someone completely pure and pretty, like a flower. But none of us can stay completely pure, I suppose. We all get dirtied in one form or another, just from trying to survive in this harsh world.
[He speaks with a smile, though it looks more thoughtful than useful. Maybe this is him when he's not hamming it up?]
Anyway, I'd rather not talk about it too much, but there was something else before Eden. And things didn't exactly go too smoothly there. We still chased a dazzling dream together, but it wasn't meant to last. And the way things played out at the end was pretty sad...
[He idly twirls that straw again, thinking about Eichi, collapsed backstage. About Nagisa's hand trembling outside the school afterwards. About his own trembling hand.
But he forcibly injects his voice with some cheer before continuing. This is a karaoke room, not a confession booth!]
I knew I couldn't stay there, so I left! That's all there is to it. We parted ways, except me and Nagisa-kun. We're still thick as thieves. Because the two of us would never, ever let go of each other... ♪