[ with nisei, seimei would tell him that it’s foolish to expect normal people to understand what he’s done, and what he wants. with emerald, he senses an emotional core there that he doesn’t think he’s ready to dig at just yet—another day, maybe, when she trusts him more. ]

Hmm.

[ seimei doesn’t say anything just yet, mulling over the kind of person emerald might be. she’s done terrible things and doesn’t seem ashamed of it, but her approach to it all… even her anger now… seimei doesn’t know what to make of it.

when he finally speaks, his voice is quiet, and he’s looking ahead, rather than at her. ]

I’ll promise to be so unpleasant that you don’t get attached to me at all, and when I disappear, it actually makes you feel better.

[ …he smirks, and glances over at her. ]

That’s fun, right?