[Being cursed at and yelled at really shouldn't be something that makes her as happy as it does. Really, Peko, there's so many things wrong with you and all of them are tied to this nerd right here.
She sags in the seat, pulling her hand away from his cheek to rub briskly at her eyes. Don't look at her, bocchan, she's crying. She wasn't going to cry and now she's crying. Well done, loser.
But shit, what's step 2? She never really got far enough in the plans she'd allowed herself to start working on this week. Since she didn't really expect him to arrive in the shape he did. A Fully Functioning Bocchan is much easier to deal with.
It's not even because she wants him to remember her that she picks up the bag and rests it on her lap, her fingers curling tightly around the edge. She doesn't know what's in it for him -- the eyepatch is enough to know that he should remember things from after her death, and reminding him that she'd died not once, but twice for him was probably a bad idea -- but he needs the truth about his sister. He didn't kill her. She was already dead.]
Please forgive me, but I need you to open this. I will leave you be if you prefer, but just--
[That's. That's it, apparently. No further explanation? Great. Her voice is shaking as she offers the bag, and she'd dearly like to wipe at her eyes again. Crying. Don't recommend it, don't do it.]
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She sags in the seat, pulling her hand away from his cheek to rub briskly at her eyes. Don't look at her, bocchan, she's crying. She wasn't going to cry and now she's crying. Well done, loser.
But shit, what's step 2? She never really got far enough in the plans she'd allowed herself to start working on this week. Since she didn't really expect him to arrive in the shape he did. A Fully Functioning Bocchan is much easier to deal with.
It's not even because she wants him to remember her that she picks up the bag and rests it on her lap, her fingers curling tightly around the edge. She doesn't know what's in it for him -- the eyepatch is enough to know that he should remember things from after her death, and reminding him that she'd died not once, but twice for him was probably a bad idea -- but he needs the truth about his sister. He didn't kill her. She was already dead.]
Please forgive me, but I need you to open this. I will leave you be if you prefer, but just--
[That's. That's it, apparently. No further explanation? Great. Her voice is shaking as she offers the bag, and she'd dearly like to wipe at her eyes again. Crying. Don't recommend it, don't do it.]
Please.