[Itsuki watches the memory. He's always been good at observing, and even if it occurs to him to look away from the sheer vulnerability of this moment -- well, neither of them can. the bubble doesn't seem to work that way,
the memory feels so very private. so many of the ones he's seen have been, but this one... he wonders if Nogiku's upset that he's seeing this, or if she doesn't care.
being used and discarded, huh.
there's a familiarity there, even if their situations are ultimately different.]
[For the briefest of moments, there's a flicker of an expression on her face. Fondness, sadness... and maybe a bit of regret. But then her expression smoothens out, and she glances around.]
Well... It seems that the bubble is gone, so...
[Maybe it's time to run away from the terrible ordeal of being know.]
cw: non-explicit sex, references to past incest/sexual abuse
[Sometimes... scummy men deserve to die and Nogiku ain't gonna shed any tears over that.
She stares at the bubble for a moment longer.]
... It won't let us go until I give it something, too, huh?
[A sigh, and with a look of resignation, she lifts her hand. Very funny that you picked the longest memory.]
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the memory feels so very private. so many of the ones he's seen have been, but this one... he wonders if Nogiku's upset that he's seeing this, or if she doesn't care.
being used and discarded, huh.
there's a familiarity there, even if their situations are ultimately different.]
...Did he accept you?
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Yes, he did.
[For the briefest of moments, there's a flicker of an expression on her face. Fondness, sadness... and maybe a bit of regret. But then her expression smoothens out, and she glances around.]
Well... It seems that the bubble is gone, so...
[Maybe it's time to run away from the terrible ordeal of being know.]
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...We should probably go before it comes back, huh?
[he'll start to leave, but also]
I won't bring it up again, but... I'm glad.
[he's glad to know that someone had heard nogiku out and accepted her,
it'd be too sad if he hadn't.]
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[Nogiku doesn't say anything to that.
She looks at him, a complicated expression on her face — and then she turns away and leaves.]