[His smile is soft, and is grows strained as Eichi explains. Of course, he must've known it was something like that, or they wouldn't have tried to get rid of him. Wataru never meant to be a problem, but now that he is, he supposes he might as well wear it as a badge of pride and honor. He's the one who will end the Tenshouin bloodline, he thinks, and laughs in spite of himself. Oh, it's not as though Eichi will ever really love him, and it's not as though he'll keep him around forever. Wataru is too shell-shocked by the events of the last few... days? Weeks? To think of himself as anything but a temporary presence on the earth.
He looks over to where Eichi mentions, and notes... there are gifts? And flowers? But who...? He'd thought he'd alienated what was left of his friends when he joined Eichi, but it seems he was wrong. He was missed. He was searched for. They both were. It makes his chest ache dully. It certainly isn't how he wanted to find out he's loved, or at the very least, not anathema. He keeps staring at the gifts.]
Me? Oh, I'm... I'm sore! I think I may have pushed myself a bit too hard, but I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you. It's like my body was moving itself. I'm more concerned about you. What did they do to you?
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[His smile is soft, and is grows strained as Eichi explains. Of course, he must've known it was something like that, or they wouldn't have tried to get rid of him. Wataru never meant to be a problem, but now that he is, he supposes he might as well wear it as a badge of pride and honor. He's the one who will end the Tenshouin bloodline, he thinks, and laughs in spite of himself. Oh, it's not as though Eichi will ever really love him, and it's not as though he'll keep him around forever. Wataru is too shell-shocked by the events of the last few... days? Weeks? To think of himself as anything but a temporary presence on the earth.
He looks over to where Eichi mentions, and notes... there are gifts? And flowers? But who...? He'd thought he'd alienated what was left of his friends when he joined Eichi, but it seems he was wrong. He was missed. He was searched for. They both were. It makes his chest ache dully. It certainly isn't how he wanted to find out he's loved, or at the very least, not anathema. He keeps staring at the gifts.]
Me? Oh, I'm... I'm sore! I think I may have pushed myself a bit too hard, but I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you. It's like my body was moving itself. I'm more concerned about you. What did they do to you?