[ With a helpless little shrug, even as Izou steadies himself, and oh, isn't this a nostalgic position she finds herself in. Not pinned in, necessarily, and not too surprised by it this time, but...
She can't help but take a note of it, more surprised by what he has to say, actually. All this alcohol in his brain and he's still got enough space left in it to worry about her.
March hesitates for a minute, then meets his eye. ]
I don't like... worrying people. Like, at all. And people will stare at me and think I have a lot to worry about, just because I don't have my memories, so it's already something I'm fighting from the start.
... But of course I'm not okay right now. How could I be?
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[ With a helpless little shrug, even as Izou steadies himself, and oh, isn't this a nostalgic position she finds herself in. Not pinned in, necessarily, and not too surprised by it this time, but...
She can't help but take a note of it, more surprised by what he has to say, actually. All this alcohol in his brain and he's still got enough space left in it to worry about her.
March hesitates for a minute, then meets his eye. ]
I don't like... worrying people. Like, at all. And people will stare at me and think I have a lot to worry about, just because I don't have my memories, so it's already something I'm fighting from the start.
... But of course I'm not okay right now. How could I be?