[He knows Makoto’s giving him some privacy and he appreciates that. Their quiet walk through the world is strangely comforting despite the lingering troubles that are no doubt plaguing both of them. Sousuke doesn’t think Makoto’s all that settled in either, especially remembering him admitting he felt uncomfortable with his new role much earlier in the day. But everything information-wise is hearsay and speculation; no one’s bothered to give them much of a run down.
Guess he should have expected that question after such a lead in.]
Everything you told me, what I just told you now. [He slides his arms down and lets them hang as he walks. Well, it’s not like Makoto’s going to be impervious to this. And he deserves to know; his shinki deserves to know.]
Listen. I don’t know if this is true, but someone threatened to make me his shinki. [His expression darkens and he glances over to Makoto again, wanting him to see his face, see that he’s being serious about this.] Against my will.
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Guess he should have expected that question after such a lead in.]
Everything you told me, what I just told you now. [He slides his arms down and lets them hang as he walks. Well, it’s not like Makoto’s going to be impervious to this. And he deserves to know; his shinki deserves to know.]
Listen. I don’t know if this is true, but someone threatened to make me his shinki. [His expression darkens and he glances over to Makoto again, wanting him to see his face, see that he’s being serious about this.] Against my will.