[ She's the one asking to stay the night, she's the one who designed this house's interior decoration to her specifications - she's the reason he's literally got a fucking picket fence. This was her dream house, he always knew it was - some modest thing she could live with her husband in who cherished her in suburbia. What else is he supposed to understand from those signals? How else can he interpret it?
And yet.
She was happy, but she was also unhappy. She had been and seemed so unhappy there for a spell, even if he had supported Masaomi in the end. He groans, and he runs his hand down his face again, tugging at the beard on the end of it. He really, really needs to shave. ]
Nariko.. [ He whines that out, childishly. ] Don't put words in my mouth, come on.
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And yet.
She was happy, but she was also unhappy. She had been and seemed so unhappy there for a spell, even if he had supported Masaomi in the end. He groans, and he runs his hand down his face again, tugging at the beard on the end of it. He really, really needs to shave. ]
Nariko.. [ He whines that out, childishly. ] Don't put words in my mouth, come on.