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[The urge to smack him comes on so strongly she's halfway to raising her hand before she drops it back to her side.]

...You're a terrible liar. And what happens if this place decides not to revive you, or something goes wrong and it's actually permanent?

[ His eyes move up to her hand that's raised, and that just makes his smile widen. Whether it's because he's found something to latch onto, is faked or he's actually happy isn't exactly clear though. ]

Hey, Hinasaki-chan did you know Momota-chan punched me a lot before. If you want to, I might not actually be surprised. Either way! I've heard it from enough sources that I doubt that'd happen.

...I'm not going to hit you. [Her fingers clench and unclench and she takes a breath to cal herself. It was easier when she didn't really have emotions. It was easier when she could cut herself off, so she tries to regain that for the moment.]

I'm selfish, remember...? I don't care if it's only temporary, that doesn't give you any free reign to be reckless with your life. You don't know everything about how this place works, you can't say for certain it'll work out in your favor.

[ Oh he knows that too, thanks. She's just as guilty at making him feel more as well, so she can suffer through this with him. ]

You really are selfish. But I guess I shouldn't expect too much of someone who struggled along and latched onto a memory of someone who didn't deserve her. [ He looks at his hand rather than her. ] And maybe I don't know enough about this place, but it's still better than the odds I had back home.

[Her vision wavers and blurs with sudden tears. Nice reminder, thanks Kokichi you fuck. She makes a small, frustrated noise and wipes at her face, then stands there for a moment with her hand pressed over her eyes]

...Can't you... At least promise to be careful? I'm not the only one that'd be hurt by it. Regardless of if you come back or not.

[ He manages to hide the guilt well despite feeling a sharp stabbing feeling in his chest when she tears up. ]

Maybe. Though those people are still trying to convince me of that as well. [ The smile on his face is actually blank. ] So don't take it personally.

Then... We'll just have to keep at it until you believe us, I guess.

[Challenge accepted. She sniffles a little and drops her hand down to her side again. She feels exhausted again and takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly.]

Why does talking to you always make me feel like I need to nap for 5 years afterwards?

Uh huh. [ But he isn't going to keep talking about that. ] Because right now I'm still mad at you--whether it's warranted or not. You can sleep some more if you want though, I'm not gonna stop you.

How am I supposed to sleep with this kind of hostility in air again...?

[She crosses her arms over her chest and watches him a moment] Aren't you going to sleep? [She's pretty sure he didn't sleep while she was, unless he...slept on the canoe thing. somehow...]

What? Did you want me to sing you to sleep?

[ His hand reaches up to play with the tip of his hair, twisting it. ] I'm not tired, so go ahead.

[ He's knackered after all this, but he doesn't want... to sleep. ]

Your signing voice is probably terrible. [She sighs and eyes him. What a liar!! When was the last time he did sleep?]

Would you sleep if I left?

You've heard me sing, Hinasaki-chan. Don't be like that.

[ He blinks back at her. ]

Nope, so you can stay there. If it isn't singing, do you need me to tuck you in or something?

[She has to wonder if he's not insisting that she leaves for a reason, if maybe he's not ready to see her leave as much as she's not really feeling ready to leave herself. She'd purposefully given him an out, if he'd just lied a little or something, but he didn't take it.

Curious, maybe, but she can't let herself dwell on it. Sometimes there wasn't much sense to the things he did in the first place.

She crosses to the bed with a light sigh, giving in and pulling the covers down to crawl into them properly this time.] How nice of you, but no. It's fine.

[Miu rolls over so her back is to him, giving them both a moment so they don't have to be looking at each other. After a moment she speaks up] But... If you could be near-by...

[ He isn't exactly making it easy to figure out this time either, which is probably a testament to how normally he is playing around when he lies. It's there to thorw people off more than anything else, but now as he speaks and doesn't really give any indication of whether it's true or a lie... Well. It's different. ]

Nghhhh... You're being demanding today, huh?

[ He sounds playful, but he picks up his papers and moves to sit down against the side of the bed she's curled up on. His back presses down against the bed, but he doesn't look back at her. ]

Better?

[So what if she's being demanding!! He's the one giving in to them! He's going to spoil her.

She smiles to herself though.]

...Yeah, actually. [A pause and softer] Thank you.

[ He probably is spoiling her a bit, but ... he just went through her mom dying and he doubts she's lying about that with how she's acting. ]

There, there.

[ His tone sounds sarcastic as fuck, but he does lift up his left hand to pat hers gently, before he just lets it rest there. ]

[Miu makes a scoffing noise at his sarcasm, but doesn't respond to it. His hand is a warm weight on her own and she debates acknowledging it. At length she turns her hand over to grasp his, exhaling slowly as she relaxes.

He'll know when she drifts off again, because her grip loosens as her breathing evens out. Despite everything she still feels safe and comfortable enough to sleep there again.]

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