[ ... that's what you want, Shiki? Well that's a bit perplexing. Yet again, the Composer's eyebrows lift up and behind his bangs, a bit taken off guard. No one, barely even Neku, had ever said that they wanted to understand him. He figured his presence was grating enough, suspicious enough, to drive others away. Not that he minded: it was better alone, wasn't it....? ]
Given your importance in Neku's life, [ And that Neku was a remarkable judge of character, but that went unsaid, clearly implied... ]
...I don't see the harm.
[ A tip of his head and a small, small smile. ]
I figured you wanted me out of the equation entirely.
[ an exasperated sigh as he drags his hand back through his hair, lost in thought. or it looks that way, anyway. yes, there was a considerable length of time where he and shiki got along, and that he even helped the girl out with her sewing and designing. hm... of course, that had all been before the truth of his identity was revealed, but really... ]
You overestimate the amount of people I come into contact with as Composer.
Apart from Conductor and Producer, the number is very slim. [ He's lazily leaning back now in the chair, avoiding eye-contact, feigning nonchalance when really... everything he's doing is giving away that he's uneasy and completely at a loss, here.
Neku wasn't the only person who just didn't get people. He was socially inept.
But yes, there's your answer, Shiki: a bold admittance of his position in the UG.]
Oh... [That might have been an answer for both of the things Joshua said. Shiki had to admit that a tiny part of her was relieved that their friendship wasn't a lie. She shifts in her seat slightly before speaking again.]
[ Lonely... Ahaha... lonely. That...stung and hit far too close to home. He won't forget, can't forget, that feeling he had felt when watching the group of friends at Hachiko. It was miserable, painful, empty... is that what loneliness felt like? ]
It's hard to tell, really, after living for so many years. [ in that isolation, he means to add on, but he shrugs. The fact he didn't wave it off speaks volumes, likely. Good going, Shiki, you pegged it! ]
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Given your importance in Neku's life, [ And that Neku was a remarkable judge of character, but that went unsaid, clearly implied... ]
...I don't see the harm.
[ A tip of his head and a small, small smile. ]
I figured you wanted me out of the equation entirely.
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[She does, or at least she did, care that much about you, Joshua. Even though she's really pissed off, Shiki isn't vindictive enough to want that.]
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[ an exasperated sigh as he drags his hand back through his hair, lost in thought. or it looks that way, anyway. yes, there was a considerable length of time where he and shiki got along, and that he even helped the girl out with her sewing and designing. hm... of course, that had all been before the truth of his identity was revealed, but really... ]
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Apart from Conductor and Producer, the number is very slim. [ He's lazily leaning back now in the chair, avoiding eye-contact, feigning nonchalance when really... everything he's doing is giving away that he's uneasy and completely at a loss, here.
Neku wasn't the only person who just didn't get people. He was socially inept.
But yes, there's your answer, Shiki: a bold admittance of his position in the UG.]
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I, um, kinda figured before you were lonely...
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It's hard to tell, really, after living for so many years. [ in that isolation, he means to add on, but he shrugs. The fact he didn't wave it off speaks volumes, likely. Good going, Shiki, you pegged it! ]
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Yup. Just staring. Jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii--]