[Well--the good thing about Kanda, at least for people like them, is that he so rarely, if ever, asks questions or prods into other people's business. As soon as he'd realized what was going on this week, he'd immediately tried to keep even more distance from others than usual; he has absolutely no desire to go nosing around in other people's memories.
But there's only so much they can do in such a small space. And while he doesn't particularly care about being rude, it also seems like a waste of time to pretend he didn't see anything. So, as the memory fades, he doesn't react right away--he looks at her instead, gauging her reaction to this particular memory being shared.]
[she's trying her best, as usual, to seem neutral and calm - but there's a tension in her body language that wasn't there before, something tighter about her expression. after a moment:]
[Totally fair. She's not overwhelmed with emotion, which is good, he thinks. He'd be worthless if that happened. Her body language tells him enough as it is--that this isn't the worst sort of memory for someone else to see, but it's still personal nonetheless, and likely unpleasant in one way or another.]
Yes. [...He probably doesn't need to say this, but given everything going on, it won't kill him to put it into words--] I'm not going to ask you to talk about it.
[It may not seem like it, but he notes her tone; the chances of him ever bringing up what they just saw are slim, but they're tucked away in his memory nonetheless. It's probably rude of him to observe and learn about people like this when he holds himself at such a distance, but he has no manners. Alas.
Imagine if they could just. Be free after that. Life would be so simple.
Unfortunately, they can't; in return for her memory, she gets one of his.]
[Ah, this... his expression isn't thrilled when the memory ends, but he doesn't seem like he's about to take her head off just for seeing it, so. That's probably a good sign.
He doesn't soften, because he never really does--but a tiny bit of tension does ease out of his shoulders.]
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But there's only so much they can do in such a small space. And while he doesn't particularly care about being rude, it also seems like a waste of time to pretend he didn't see anything. So, as the memory fades, he doesn't react right away--he looks at her instead, gauging her reaction to this particular memory being shared.]
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...This week is exhausting already.
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Yes. [...He probably doesn't need to say this, but given everything going on, it won't kill him to put it into words--] I'm not going to ask you to talk about it.
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[it's quiet, but sincere.]
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Imagine if they could just. Be free after that. Life would be so simple.
Unfortunately, they can't; in return for her memory, she gets one of his.]
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I'll offer you the same.
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He doesn't soften, because he never really does--but a tiny bit of tension does ease out of his shoulders.]
Thank you.