a foregone conclusion, after his mind gets to replaying her response and over, trying to find the reason that would justify those words coming out of her mouth. misato was telling him truth, though his heart turns at the realization that he, perhaps, was ill-equipped to discern her lies from her truths, all these years later. to conclude anything else would be to assign her a level of secrecy that she'd never, she wore her lies next to her heart, on her sleeve, no, that was impossible. misato's request drags him back to the present day. he slants a sightless look at her, thinking, quiet until the pause between them becomes appropriately dramatic. ]
Right. [ though in lieu of covering her with her hood, he simply hands it over, dropping her socks and boots all the while: ] Wait just a moment.
[ stopping to arrange himself against the opposite corner of the shed gives reprieve and a moment to appreciate his conclusion in full. with his back turned to hear, kaji picks a wall to rest a palm against. he can't let it pass, and his head shakes in slow, deliberate unbelief.
the conclusion foregone, but everything else reveals nothing but a yawning chasm of unease. the pieces could fall anywhere. ]
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a foregone conclusion, after his mind gets to replaying her response and over, trying to find the reason that would justify those words coming out of her mouth. misato was telling him truth, though his heart turns at the realization that he, perhaps, was ill-equipped to discern her lies from her truths, all these years later. to conclude anything else would be to assign her a level of secrecy that she'd never, she wore her lies next to her heart, on her sleeve, no, that was impossible. misato's request drags him back to the present day. he slants a sightless look at her, thinking, quiet until the pause between them becomes appropriately dramatic. ]
Right. [ though in lieu of covering her with her hood, he simply hands it over, dropping her socks and boots all the while: ] Wait just a moment.
[ stopping to arrange himself against the opposite corner of the shed gives reprieve and a moment to appreciate his conclusion in full. with his back turned to hear, kaji picks a wall to rest a palm against. he can't let it pass, and his head shakes in slow, deliberate unbelief.
the conclusion foregone, but everything else reveals nothing but a yawning chasm of unease. the pieces could fall anywhere. ]
Yabai.