[Steam curls up from the cup. Hakkai stares down at it for a long moment before he stirs himself into movement to set the kettle back down.
He didn't know why Gojyo had been so understanding before. He didn't know why Gojyo had accepted it, other than that he had been lonely enough to take in even a half-dead murderer for company. Hakkai had met Banri. He doesn't have too many illusions about the sort of people Gojyo was willing to keep company with.
Maybe, without the memories that let him undervalue himself so badly, he just has higher standards now.]
I don't know if it's really the murder, or if that's just his latest excuse.
[He picks up the cup and turns back to the table. His monocle is fogged with steam, but he doesn't notice; the eye behind it is blind regardless.]
I think it's the thought that I knew him as a god that really bothers him. But if he's telling people about my crimes....
[Hakkai sighs, and takes his seat, setting the cup down with a decisive click.]
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He didn't know why Gojyo had been so understanding before. He didn't know why Gojyo had accepted it, other than that he had been lonely enough to take in even a half-dead murderer for company. Hakkai had met Banri. He doesn't have too many illusions about the sort of people Gojyo was willing to keep company with.
Maybe, without the memories that let him undervalue himself so badly, he just has higher standards now.]
I don't know if it's really the murder, or if that's just his latest excuse.
[He picks up the cup and turns back to the table. His monocle is fogged with steam, but he doesn't notice; the eye behind it is blind regardless.]
I think it's the thought that I knew him as a god that really bothers him. But if he's telling people about my crimes....
[Hakkai sighs, and takes his seat, setting the cup down with a decisive click.]
I might have to deal with that.