[ he is, in fact, in the bedroom, because it seems like the only sensible place to stalk off to and brood in even if it's shared. Ryuji and Wednesday coming back should buy him some time to get his head together, he thinks. It does, but not as much as he'd hoped. Steve's towards the back of the room, leaning against the wall with one hand; when he hears someone enter, he curls it into a fist and bangs the plaster. ]
[ The noise is loud, but she'd sort of expected some manner of lashing out, so Ritsuka doesn't do more than flinch initially in surprise. All the same, it isn't going to stop her from walking towards his voice. ]
Okay. I wasn't going to make you.
[ Not that she thinks she can, but. The point still stands. ]
[ dammit - he should have looked to see who was coming before getting snippy. She doesn't deserve it. The Steve of a week ago wouldn't have even considered apologizing, but going through hell and then dying can change a man's outlook. He belatedly glances over his shoulder at her, but looks away just as soon, shaking his head. ]
It's okay. That... sort of thing that we're definitely not going to talk about would have made anyone upset.
[ Nailed it. ]
I don't have to stay for very long, either, if you want to be alone. But I didn't want to just leave you alone without trying to see how you were doing.
[ he comes so very close to telling her to buzz off for that - as if he can get over this by talking about pets! - but he manages to have enough emotional maturity not to. She's just trying to help. ]
I don't wanna talk about that either, [ he grouses, but relents. ] Look, I just... You can't help me. Nobody can. I don't want everyone to sit around feeling sorry for me, 'cause it just pisses me off.
[ wtf is this cute response. Steve breathes a laugh at that, shaking his head in something akin to disbelief. ]
I didn't know you were such a cornball, Ritsuka.
[ the words are without venom - he obviously just doesn't really know how to respond, as evidenced by the awkward moment or two of silence before he adds on: ]
Well, you're getting the Steve encore performance. Congrats.
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I don't wanna talk about it, okay?
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Okay. I wasn't going to make you.
[ Not that she thinks she can, but. The point still stands. ]
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[ dammit - he should have looked to see who was coming before getting snippy. She doesn't deserve it. The Steve of a week ago wouldn't have even considered apologizing, but going through hell and then dying can change a man's outlook. He belatedly glances over his shoulder at her, but looks away just as soon, shaking his head. ]
Sorry.
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[ Nailed it. ]
I don't have to stay for very long, either, if you want to be alone. But I didn't want to just leave you alone without trying to see how you were doing.
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'm fine, [ he mumbles. ] It's not like anything's changed.
[ he's just been continually trying to not think about this. ]
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... Avoiding this is hard. [ A thoughtful pause. ]
Um, are you a dog or a cat person?
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[ it's so out of left field that it actually gets him to look at her properly this time. ]
What's that got to do with anything?
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[ Obviously. ]
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I don't wanna talk about that either, [ he grouses, but relents. ] Look, I just... You can't help me. Nobody can. I don't want everyone to sit around feeling sorry for me, 'cause it just pisses me off.
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[ Hm. She considers what to say, then sort of quietly shrugs her shoulders. ]
I'm glad you came here, at the very least.
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[ very earnestly - maybe even a little suspiciously, as if she's setting him up for a joke. ]
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[ simply. ]
I sorta feel like I would have lost out on something without ever knowing what it was.
Not to mention if this wish thing is valid, maybe it gives you more of a chance. But that's just my thoughts on it.
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I didn't know you were such a cornball, Ritsuka.
[ the words are without venom - he obviously just doesn't really know how to respond, as evidenced by the awkward moment or two of silence before he adds on: ]
Well, you're getting the Steve encore performance. Congrats.
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[ With a laugh of her own. And a clap for his "performance." ]
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