[He's a little puzzled as well at this disconnect. Until he slowly realizes what's going through his head, and only then does he step away from the window and towards her, expression confused and a little pained.]
When did I ask you to depend on me?
I just--
[...he needs this. Needs it because maybe if he'd been there Leila would still be alive, and what if what if what if--
A quiet breath, not nearly long enough to be a sigh.]
You can take care of yourself.
[And then he gives her a smile. Sad. Bitter. And not fake because of that. It's too true to be fake.]
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Date: 2011-04-16 06:00 am (UTC)When did I ask you to depend on me?
I just--
[...he needs this. Needs it because maybe if he'd been there Leila would still be alive, and what if what if what if--
A quiet breath, not nearly long enough to be a sigh.]
You can take care of yourself.
[And then he gives her a smile. Sad. Bitter. And not fake because of that. It's too true to be fake.]
Leila could too, Saya.