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[entreats]

So that's why I didn't see you during any of it, huh?

[ Not that she really expected him to, but.. if she hadn't been sick herself, she would've bothered to check up on him, at least. ]

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Hm....

Yeah, I didn't want to be around anyone. People need to learn to help themselves.

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[ .. Yeah, he's really getting worse again, huh? Not that he wasn't like this to begin with, but a while ago it seemed like he had eased up a little again.. was it because of the stuff with the darkness? ]

There isn't a whole lot to be done against a deadly illness though. .. Just saying.

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They can still find a way to fight it. If they're strong enough they'll live, if not- then oh well.

[he smirks at that, chuckling a bit.]

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[ Seriously, that just confirms it more. And at the same time she wants to force it out of him, but forcing something out of this guy is impossible. So, baby steps, it's easier if it's in person, maybe-- ]

Hey, Senji, where are you now? [ said real casually.. ]

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[He hasn't caught on yet it seems.]

The arena, why?

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I'm coming over. [ In fact, she's already properly buttoning up her jacket and all, standing up to go and walk.. ]

With coffee, so you can't complain.

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[...What? Why would she-

And coffee too?!]

Wh.... what's with you all of a sudden?

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You're going to complain after all? [ she sighs, as if there isn't some big meaning behind it while there actually is.. ]

I just thought we could hang out and talk for a bit.

[ so she can find out what's wrong exactly. or try to drag it out of him somehow, at least. ]

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Uh.... oh, alright.

[fine, he won't complain to that.]

Hurry up then.

[entreats]

[ Picky, Senji.. But sure, sure, she's just getting over there, picking up some coffee along the way.. it really is some sort of ritual by now, huh? No serious talks without coffee..

Ah well, at least it's easy enough to spot him once she gets near, he's huge and it's not often that you see a muscle-covered guy like that, after all. ]

Senji. [ She raises the coffee in one of her hands, as if to draw his attention. ] I'm here.

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I see that, red.

[he reaches out, taking the cup in his hands. He brings the cup to his lips, taking a sip of it as he turns around to go walking towards one of the benches. After sitting down he pats the seat next to him.]

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[ She slowly walks after him, sitting down next to him - she must look almost comically small next to him, really.. - and sips from her drink a little too, but she's mostly just holding it inbetween her hands as if she's warming herself up. It's starting to get colder, after all.

And she's meanwhile thinking about how to subtly bring this up. But in the end it just comes down to the fact that Ange isn't really great at being subtle, so.. ]

.. I can ask you something, right?

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[Oh boy... what is it this time? Lately he's been helping out so many people, even offering advice to others. He normally would only do that with Ganta, but seems like he's branched out even more.

...How stupid.

Senji grunts in response before speaking up.] Yeah, what?

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[ He's already sounding annoyed over this.. it just means the tightrope she has to walk is getting thinner and thinner. But it's not like she can back down by now - it wouldn't be her style, either way. ]

Are you okay?

[ The question seems so.. well, ridiculous in this situation, since it's such a normal conversation question.. but she means more with it right now, and it's obvious. ]

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[Senji was about to take another drink, but then he stops. He turns to look at her, raising an eyebrow at that.]

...What'dya talkin' about? I'm fine. [what's her deal?]

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That's not what I meant. [ Geez, she should've figured it would be more difficult than that to pull it out of him.. ]

I meant if you are okay or not. [ But she realises it's not very direct, so-- ] You're regressing. Don't you notice that yourself too?

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[...

...What?

He frowns at her words. He straightens up, his eye narrowing as he watches her closely.]

You got about five seconds to explain yourself. The fuck d'ya mean by that? [In other words, no he hasn't noticed.]

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[ He really doesn't know? Well, that's easier than it just being denial or something like that-- the only thing left is trying to figure out how to explain it to him exactly, but yeah, he's not really up for a wait. ]

This is exactly what I mean. You've become more aggressive, and less.. well, less caring. Like you used to be in the very beginning. Not that you've ever cared a whole lot for random people, but you used to at least want to help your friends here. [ .. there's a very short pause, but-- ] Like when you helped me, remember? Back with those stabbings?

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[Senji stared at her, trying to understand what she was even talking about. He had never really cared about anyone else- he needed to focus on himself, it was easier that way, right? It was much easier to simply not care so when someone might get hurt then he wouldn't....

...He wouldn't give a fuck- ....right?

Ah, that's it. He had come to care about people here without even knowing it fully himself. He had been.... actually having fun with them, he had come a long way, he had become less sadistic and more willing to open up to people. Three people even knew about his past, and to him that was a massive achievement by itself.

The convict continued to look into her blue eyes, for a moment the coffee entirely forgotten as he contemplated her words. Slowly his gaze slid to the floor, that cup moving up to his lips once more and he took a sip of the warming liquid. After he took it away from his mouth he finally spoke.]

....Is that so?

[It's such a simple statement, really. But it speaks volumes that he's not blowing up at her right now. Normally he would have, but in this case.... she really was right, wasn't she? He had become far too attached to people without realizing it, and when Chie got hurt.... he just got so overly angry at everything. Why though? This was obviously the answer.]

I tell people not to take steps back and then I'm the one that does it....? Keh- what a fuckin' joke.

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[ Without even fully realising it, Ange had started to grip her cup a little tighter - mostly out of.. some sort of nervousness, she never knew how he would respond to something, just like the time he had suddenly grabbed her and lifted her off the ground. But luckily he actually seemed to be taking this well, so.. did he finally start to understand? ]

It's only human to do that. [ The least she can do is help him out more in return for not exploding, huh. ]

Sometimes it hurts so much that it's just.. easier to close yourself off. [ She knows all about that, it's practically the story of her life. ] Most of the time it even takes effort to not do that when bad things happen.

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[He nods at her words, fully understanding them. Back when his friends died that's exactly what he did, close himself off and tried to get as far away from the person that he used to be. Slowly though he had started to open up again, he had started to care- but after someone got hurt it pained him way too much. It freaked him right out.

Still...

Senji looks at her, a hand reaching out to her and patting her on the head.]

This makes us even, doesn't it? [since he helped her out before.]

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[ She almost looks a little sulky at the headpat - it feels too much like being treated like a kid again, she's an adult, okay!! Not that she doesn't enjoy it, it's just.. a little embarassing, but at least nobody else can probably see this.. ]

It has nothing to do with being 'even' or whatever. You're my friend, so I'd help you out whenever you'd need it. [ Honestly saying it for once, yup. ]

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[He takes his hand away, that lopsided grin appearing on his face as he sips his coffee.]

Since when are you a fuckin' softie? Cheh... but just so you know.... I still don't give a shit about most people, got it? A lot of them deserve what they get. [but he'll help his friends.]

Maybe I'll swing by and assist ya when you're in trouble, if I'm in the neighborhood. But other than that I'm not helpin' any of those shits out there.

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[ There's a half-mumbled 'shut up' at the first part as she strokes her hair a little to get it back in order. ]

I wouldn't expect any different from you, Senji. [ just let her dere once in a while, geez!! ] But it's not like I particularly need help either way. I know how to fend for myself.