I... [He doesn’t understand, not really, why Ryuu would be worried about him... He doesn’t think anyone’s ever worried about him before - or they’ve never said as much, at least.
He’s not sure what to say. He looks down at their hands, at the differences between them, and he’s at a loss for words. He’s sure the confusion is coming across, not quite able to hide how he feels across their bonds, and lets out a breath.]
I’m sorry. I was... Sure I wouldn’t get hurt, if it’s any consolation, or that if I could I would have recovered.
[Now is probably not the time to say he’s used to getting hurt, so he just falls silent again.]
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I... Disappointed you. So shouldn't you be angry?
[He says it like that's the most obvious thing in the world, like there's no other way Ryuu could feel. He doesn't consider that he could be wrong.
He's just...
He's just so used to being watched to see if he's good enough, that feeling like he's become a disappointment... Hurts, and it terrifies him.]
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[ his fingers squeeze a little, the motion assured. ]
I thought... what if you put yourself in danger to get here, and you were hurt because of it?
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He’s not sure what to say. He looks down at their hands, at the differences between them, and he’s at a loss for words. He’s sure the confusion is coming across, not quite able to hide how he feels across their bonds, and lets out a breath.]
I’m sorry. I was... Sure I wouldn’t get hurt, if it’s any consolation, or that if I could I would have recovered.
[Now is probably not the time to say he’s used to getting hurt, so he just falls silent again.]