[He really isn't making it easy to apologize, Hakkai reflects; there's no way to get past an airy dismissal like that one without either being much too serious or skating too close to things Hakkai can't say.
There's no option, in other words. He lets out a breath, posture proper enough to look brittle, and murmurs:]
I still can't understand you.
[They'd fought, Gojyo had fought with his shinki, he'd refused even to acknowledge Hakkai showing up at his bar, and now-- what? He's trying for friendly banter, confessing memories, and brushing off the tension between them with It's okay, I probably tried to have you killed once?
Regardless, it looks like he's planning to walk away. Hakkai supposes he could start another fight about that if he wanted.
He feels brittle, hallucinations or no. He breathes out, and shifts over into the abandoned driver's seat, instead.]
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There's no option, in other words. He lets out a breath, posture proper enough to look brittle, and murmurs:]
I still can't understand you.
[They'd fought, Gojyo had fought with his shinki, he'd refused even to acknowledge Hakkai showing up at his bar, and now-- what? He's trying for friendly banter, confessing memories, and brushing off the tension between them with It's okay, I probably tried to have you killed once?
Regardless, it looks like he's planning to walk away. Hakkai supposes he could start another fight about that if he wanted.
He feels brittle, hallucinations or no. He breathes out, and shifts over into the abandoned driver's seat, instead.]