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but there was no wound they could give me that i had not already given myself.

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( amused , he wore a more natural smile. ) what are you apologizing for, exactly? ( even he couldn't pinpoint which fault sunday was referring to. their issues previously? the awkwardness of this conversation? a secret third thing? )

you don't need to worry about me! the fact that i'm starting this conversation means i'm fine with it, right? ( he feels himself partially lying, but irregardless.. he wasn't /too/ discomforted in the first place. it was his job that he did in penacony. )

( he understood. of course , he understood why sunday was so uncomfortable. a part of him felt almost pitiful enough to step away entirely. he didn't. not yet. ) are you discomforted by my presence?

you don't need him, you don't need me. with that poisoned bottle you'll be free, but be damn sure you don't mix it up with mine.

i don’t want to suffer any longer and i can’t， i can’t， i can’t， i can’t， i can’t.

( aventurine looked up , tilting his head and observing the other's movements. the stratagem doesn't refuse connversation entirely ... ) i've been reaping the rewards of a successful mission. ( a half-lie , the rewards were few and far betwern. he was almost punished for it. )

( Stepping back due to the slight collision , his mind suddenly snaps back to reality. ) That was my bad , I wasn't watching my ste-- ( He cut himself off , eyeing the amn in front of him pointedly. The raise of his brows indicated his recognition. )