I care in the capacity that I won't let you drag me down.
[ His reply snaps out an instant after her reply leaves her lips. He does sympathize with her, but in his mind it's purely out of coincidence. There's no other basis for it. He knows when someone's running away. Their steps are far too familiar not to recognize.
If he were properly looking to make her atone in a facetious manner, this apology would ring hollow. It still does, forthright as her delivery may be—but the motivation to hound her for a more emphatic response just isn't there. She's too beaten to show her emotions, and he's too burned out to show his.
Beyond that, there's something else. Two words that dig into his conscious. To atone. They twist his stomach into knots, batter at his cold countenance until he can no longer maintain his icy glower.
Kaito swallows back the bile bubbling bubbling in his throat. ]
...I'll accept your apology when this is all over, [ he murmurs; a sharp departure from his severe tone. ] When the Dark Hour is gone, and my loved ones regain the lives you... your family's actions robbed them of.
[ There's no snark for the rest of her words. He's finished antagonizing her for tonight. Kaito takes a seat on his bed and props his arms on his suitcase. ]
I know them all. Ikutsuki made sure I was keen on all of your field capabilities.
[ A beat. Golds turn away in favor of a nonexistent spot on the immaculate wall. ]
no subject
[ His reply snaps out an instant after her reply leaves her lips. He does sympathize with her, but in his mind it's purely out of coincidence. There's no other basis for it. He knows when someone's running away. Their steps are far too familiar not to recognize.
If he were properly looking to make her atone in a facetious manner, this apology would ring hollow. It still does, forthright as her delivery may be—but the motivation to hound her for a more emphatic response just isn't there. She's too beaten to show her emotions, and he's too burned out to show his.
Beyond that, there's something else. Two words that dig into his conscious. To atone. They twist his stomach into knots, batter at his cold countenance until he can no longer maintain his icy glower.
Kaito swallows back the bile bubbling bubbling in his throat. ]
...I'll accept your apology when this is all over, [ he murmurs; a sharp departure from his severe tone. ] When the Dark Hour is gone, and my loved ones regain the lives you... your family's actions robbed them of.
[ There's no snark for the rest of her words. He's finished antagonizing her for tonight. Kaito takes a seat on his bed and props his arms on his suitcase. ]
I know them all. Ikutsuki made sure I was keen on all of your field capabilities.
[ A beat. Golds turn away in favor of a nonexistent spot on the immaculate wall. ]
Don't run off for too long.