( uhm, that's my synflux arc. bettering myself. :/
after a wordless few moments, likely to ensure that he's not about to topple over again: )
Why're ya, botherin'... with...
( —someone like me. does it matter? to izou, absolutely.
this kindness, this spontaneous sort of act that broadens the soul... not only does he not deserve it, he just flat-out doesn't understand. his gaze drifts further downwards, and it's clear he hasn't recognized who he's speaking with just yet, but he's making an effort not to give in to natural impulse and abandon all thought even further. slowly. gradually. deep breaths. )
Someone, put ya up to this... 'm, right? Money, or...
no subject
after a wordless few moments, likely to ensure that he's not about to topple over again: )
Why're ya, botherin'... with...
( —someone like me. does it matter? to izou, absolutely.
this kindness, this spontaneous sort of act that broadens the soul... not only does he not deserve it, he just flat-out doesn't understand. his gaze drifts further downwards, and it's clear he hasn't recognized who he's speaking with just yet, but he's making an effort not to give in to natural impulse and abandon all thought even further. slowly. gradually. deep breaths. )
Someone, put ya up to this... 'm, right? Money, or...