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[hallowedly]

Just as thanking me is only balming your guilt that you would have egotistically done it in my place, if only you'd known how.

Please. No need for this kind of platitude between two self-centered people.

[pointedlook]

"For their sake"? Not everyone is driven solely by the desire to spare themselves pain.

Living sucks a lot of the time, but everyone deserves to see there's something worth sticking around, especially if they can't see it on their own. [ This is complicated, with Mal's own suicide still feeling so fresh. With an annoyed weariness: ] Look, I can't say I wouldn't have tried to talk him out of it, because that would be a lie. I would've done it because Subaru should get every chance to find what makes him happy—it seems like he's been searching for that for a long time now.

[hallowedly]

'You're welcome.'

[pointedlook]

Do you believe that? Or are you just trying to assuage my feelings?

[hallowedly]

I suppose I could be more direct.

[pointedlook]

You can tell me to fuck off, I promise I won't lose sleep over it.

Whether you accept my thanks or not—I'm glad Subaru's still around and I think you are, too. [ Selfish or not, it's better than apathy. ]

[hallowedly]

...he has a way, doesn't he? Of drawing people.

I wonder if you'd have considered yourself the sort of man who'd be pushing to thank a disagreeable person, before meeting him.

[pointedlook]

He listens, without judging, and sees people exactly as they are. That's rare.

I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm a disagreeable person. Besides, I can give credit where it's due, even if someone's being an asshole about it.

[hallowedly]

You must be special to him.

[pointedlook]

It's just called being friends, you know. [ Moreover, with an immense sense of baffled amusement: ] And you aren't?

[hallowedly]

I can think of few things I'd want less.

[pointedlook]

Because you don't want his friendship or because you don't want to be considered special?

[hallowedly]

I suppose because I was born on the first of April, and he's a Pisces. And our signs just don't get along.

[pointedlook]

You sure put a lot of effort in convincing him to stay alive for signs that don't get along.

[hallowedly]

You wouldn't say that, if you knew his sister.

[pointedlook]

Older sisters seem to be a certain kind of determined, universally.

Besides, family is...different. Complicated, but different.

[hallowedly]

...oh? Is that who you are now, a concerned brother?

I'm afraid you don't have the Sumeragi eyes.

[pointedlook]

What? No. All I'm saying is we have something in common, with determined older sisters.

[hallowedly]

Tell me about yours, then.

[pointedlook]

Well, you see, I'm a Capricorn and she's an Aries, so our signs just don't get along.

[ Two can play at this game. ]

[hallowedly]

I should have known you'd be the product of a troubled household.

[pointedlook]

Is that because it's like looking in a mirror, for you?

[hallowedly]

I'm afraid I had no siblings, but very loving parents. I'm sorry to disappoint.


( Certainly, his mother. )

[pointedlook]

Thinking I'm disappointed in this knowledge is assuming I had any expectations of you to begin with.

[hallowedly]

Of course.

Well, our conversation's certainly migrated. If it travels into even more distant lands, I might become dizzy, following it.

Thank you for the map, Arthur. I'll leave you to your afternoon.