( he should have known that megumi would know something wasn't right the moment he stepped through the door, but knowing it hadn't stopped him from coming, anyway; he hasn't quite figured out how he's going to say what he needs to get off of his chest to begin with, but the younger fussing over him, asking him if he's okay gives him time enough to stall to think of how to open.
but how exactly does one admit to killing another's parent?
megumi tugs at his shirt and he peers down at him, unguarded, having long since abandoned the futile need for his blindfold or even his glasses, and maybe … that's going to be what ends up giving him away. he smiles, genuine as it always is when he looks at him, but there is no denying that there's something else hiding underneath. )
Yeah? ( that sounding like a question isn't doing you any favors, sir. ) Why wouldn't I be?
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but how exactly does one admit to killing another's parent?
megumi tugs at his shirt and he peers down at him, unguarded, having long since abandoned the futile need for his blindfold or even his glasses, and maybe … that's going to be what ends up giving him away. he smiles, genuine as it always is when he looks at him, but there is no denying that there's something else hiding underneath. )
Yeah? ( that sounding like a question isn't doing you any favors, sir. ) Why wouldn't I be?