[Oh no. One thing Micchi can't really bear is to hear niisan apologising like that, not now. Not after everything Micchi has done to him. Not after every single day waiting for niisan to wake up - knowing he probably never would - that Micchi wished he could just say those two tiny words.
Even now it's difficult to. Because they don't encompass enough. They don't say what he really means. "I'm sorry," is too pitiful compared to what he has done.
Micchi reaches out to cling to Takatora's wrist.]
Please. Don't. [His teeth are gritted, eyes squeezed tightly shut.] You don't need to apologise to me.
[Not for that. Not for expecting Micchi to bne responsible for his own actions. That's just sensible.
It's just... so difficult. Micchi doesn't quite know where to start just yet. He's still figuring it out.]
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Even now it's difficult to. Because they don't encompass enough. They don't say what he really means. "I'm sorry," is too pitiful compared to what he has done.
Micchi reaches out to cling to Takatora's wrist.]
Please. Don't. [His teeth are gritted, eyes squeezed tightly shut.] You don't need to apologise to me.
[Not for that. Not for expecting Micchi to bne responsible for his own actions. That's just sensible.
It's just... so difficult. Micchi doesn't quite know where to start just yet. He's still figuring it out.]