Don't you think I'll keep my promise? It's not like I'd start hating you just because I saw your face.
[ Barring the loaded question, Aoba's grip visibly slackens as he steadily affixes his gaze on Clear's torso as he draws up the towel around him like a man possessed by paranoia. And he's not feeling much of anything, in all truth and actuality, just burgeoning confusion and supplications just that side of collapsible. And even if there's something deeply discouraging about being distrusted at face-value, he won't entrench himself in useless conversational circles just because he wasn't sure how to proceed from there. As far as he's concerned, honesty is the best policy.
Aoba visibly straightens, retracting his seizing grasp to deftly fold them back into his pockets. ]
... I might've arrived at a bad time. Should I go? Or — I can wait, too. Whatever's more comfortable for you.
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[ Barring the loaded question, Aoba's grip visibly slackens as he steadily affixes his gaze on Clear's torso as he draws up the towel around him like a man possessed by paranoia. And he's not feeling much of anything, in all truth and actuality, just burgeoning confusion and supplications just that side of collapsible. And even if there's something deeply discouraging about being distrusted at face-value, he won't entrench himself in useless conversational circles just because he wasn't sure how to proceed from there. As far as he's concerned, honesty is the best policy.
Aoba visibly straightens, retracting his seizing grasp to deftly fold them back into his pockets. ]
... I might've arrived at a bad time. Should I go? Or — I can wait, too. Whatever's more comfortable for you.