[ There's surprise and she looks almost shaken before something complicated and complex flashes across her expression and it closes off, as if she's not sure what she's feeling or if she should feel this, as if she doesn't deserve his worry or his empathy.
Her hand stills under his, but she doesn't pull it away. Maybe it's touch week, or maybe it's just because.
... ]
I've done as fucking much as I can.
[ She's not a braincell.
So yeah, right now - what else are they supposed to do? ]
[ he's not really much of a braincell either, unfortunately. street smart, sure. a good student, yeah. solving murders? way past his paygrade. it's so frustrating - it reminds ichiro of being at home, of dealing with chuuoku and its stupid rules and its stupid games they all have to participate in.
he keeps his hands over kainé's, steadying, and gives it a squeeze. ]
... me too. [ and that's just the worst fucking part, isn't it? all of that knit together emotion is open and free on his face, finally finding its way to determination. ] But - we have to keep doing as much - and more, too. Even if it feels like we already hit the limit.
[ he knows, he knows it's protagonist bs. he knows what he sounds like right now, like some kind of motivational speaker, but it's the kind of shit ichiro believes in, wholeheartedly. even if he's frustrated and furious. use that frustration, someone told him, make that anger yours. ]
... I'm always gonna try. If that's all I can do, then, and it's still not enough, then I just - I'm gonna have to try harder.
[ ichiro turns his head to look at her, now. not quite hesitant, but there's a question. ] ...Keep trying with me?
[ She looks at Ichiro, and it's not like she's someone who's completely unaffected. It's not like her heart can't be moved by protagonist BS. All she's ever needed is one person to try to reach out to her, to tell her to keep going.
She hasn't given up yet, but she's never been the most positive person. She takes in a small breath. ]
Yeah. I won't stop. There's something I can't give up.
[ ... ]
I'll keep trying.
[ As much as she allows herself, she hopes that Ichiro won't regret saying he wants to keep trying with her even if she thinks she doesn't deserve that hope. ]
I'll stop bitching, and we can keep moving.
[ Her words are laced with the sentiment of both Thank you and I'm sorry. ]
[ there's something i can't give up resonates with him. it's the kind of drive he uses to power himself, too. there's always something to fight for.
ichiro laughs, a soft, quiet thing, as she finishes, and squeezes her hand. ]
You can keep bitching, it's okay. This place kinda deserves bitching. We'll just have to bitch and fight at the same time, yeah?
[ that seems like the right idea. it kind of seems like all they can do, at this point - and shouting and yelling into the distance while attempting to fight off a broken system is pretty much what ichiro does on the daily.
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Her hand stills under his, but she doesn't pull it away. Maybe it's touch week, or maybe it's just because.
... ]
I've done as fucking much as I can.
[ She's not a braincell.
So yeah, right now - what else are they supposed to do? ]
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he keeps his hands over kainé's, steadying, and gives it a squeeze. ]
... me too. [ and that's just the worst fucking part, isn't it? all of that knit together emotion is open and free on his face, finally finding its way to determination. ] But - we have to keep doing as much - and more, too. Even if it feels like we already hit the limit.
[ he knows, he knows it's protagonist bs. he knows what he sounds like right now, like some kind of motivational speaker, but it's the kind of shit ichiro believes in, wholeheartedly. even if he's frustrated and furious. use that frustration, someone told him, make that anger yours. ]
... I'm always gonna try. If that's all I can do, then, and it's still not enough, then I just - I'm gonna have to try harder.
[ ichiro turns his head to look at her, now. not quite hesitant, but there's a question. ] ...Keep trying with me?
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She hasn't given up yet, but she's never been the most positive person. She takes in a small breath. ]
Yeah. I won't stop. There's something I can't give up.
[ ... ]
I'll keep trying.
[ As much as she allows herself, she hopes that Ichiro won't regret saying he wants to keep trying with her even if she thinks she doesn't deserve that hope. ]
I'll stop bitching, and we can keep moving.
[ Her words are laced with the sentiment of both Thank you and I'm sorry. ]
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ichiro laughs, a soft, quiet thing, as she finishes, and squeezes her hand. ]
You can keep bitching, it's okay. This place kinda deserves bitching. We'll just have to bitch and fight at the same time, yeah?
[ that seems like the right idea. it kind of seems like all they can do, at this point - and shouting and yelling into the distance while attempting to fight off a broken system is pretty much what ichiro does on the daily.
no apologies needed. ] We're in this.