not nogiku understanding her scarlet house im... Itsuki looks a little surprised, but he holds out her hand for obediently. touch week! well, that's part of the reason.
the bandages are wrapped around his knuckles, and they've been applied by someone who clearly knows how to put on a bandage, unlike SOME people.]
Go easy on me, okay? Damien already snapped at me.
[Binch really throwing stones in glass houses... She's careful, at least. Her hands are very gentle and soft? Congratulations, Itsuki. Or maybe not, since she tries to undo the bandages a little to take a look at the damage.]
She just means she's going to wrap them back up when she's done checking his knuckles. Which, after a bit of looking at his injuries over, she does just that.]
I see... Well, expressing your emotions is good and all. But it's inconvenient to injure yourself like this. You remember what we had to do last week, don't you?
...I guess it is pretty suspicious. [...] My feelings -- whether or not I'd do something like that in real life -- those things probably don't matter to the prism.
None of what we want matters to it. It only cares to see us tire ourselves out, until we give up on struggling against it. Just like that letter from before said.
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Right... I punched a wall after I left the back alley with Damien and Hot Pants. I saw the news and just kind of -- reacted.
[he doesn't know how to defend the look in his eyes, he thinks nogiku would sense a lie if he told it.]
I'm still reacting even now, I guess.
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Nogiku hums, thoughtfully. She can't really judge since, well, scarlet.]
... I see. Can I look over your hand?
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not nogiku understanding her scarlet house im... Itsuki looks a little surprised, but he holds out her hand for obediently. touch week! well, that's part of the reason.
the bandages are wrapped around his knuckles, and they've been applied by someone who clearly knows how to put on a bandage, unlike SOME people.]
Go easy on me, okay? Damien already snapped at me.
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[Binch really throwing stones in glass houses... She's careful, at least. Her hands are very gentle and soft? Congratulations, Itsuki. Or maybe not, since she tries to undo the bandages a little to take a look at the damage.]
I'll fix these.
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Itsuki blinks but he doesn't stop Nogiku from taking off his neat bandages, what does she mean... is she carrying ointment...]
They don't hurt that much...
[the skin is scrapped raw, and there's a long cut on it like you'd except slamming on BRICKS]
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She just means she's going to wrap them back up when she's done checking his knuckles. Which, after a bit of looking at his injuries over, she does just that.]
I see... Well, expressing your emotions is good and all. But it's inconvenient to injure yourself like this. You remember what we had to do last week, don't you?
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...Yeah. Sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly.
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I can tell. [Bluntly.] ... But at least, you had witnesses.
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he looks down at his injury,]
...I guess it is pretty suspicious. [...] My feelings -- whether or not I'd do something like that in real life -- those things probably don't matter to the prism.
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She closes her eyes, briefly.]
None of what we want matters to it. It only cares to see us tire ourselves out, until we give up on struggling against it. Just like that letter from before said.
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What will you do, Nogiku-san? Will you keep fighting? No matter what?
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...Then I'll do the same. It's the least I can do.
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[Stepping off the gondola when it reaches the bottom.]
Until tomorrow.
[She's leaving byeeeeee]