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[cursedtolive]

Then you shouldn't help him. Don't get in his way, either.

What happened?

[hououji]

[She's trying to hold back the tears.]

I don't want Umi-san to kill or hurt anyone else because of me. She won't listen... and Danny-san's taken her side...

Hikaru's here and we couldn't even stop fighting long enough to make her comfortable. She's seen my eye, she blames herself. She wasn't even here.

Souji-san wants to put himself at risk to protect me after the way I challenged the UAA. And people are dying, over and over, because I encouraged them to fight back against the UAA.

And here I am, imposing on everyone still. Staying with Elijah-san... and you don't even like me, but you're still... helping...

[and now she's really crying again because this is what she wanted from Umi, not from Czes. To be honest she wanted someone to hold her and promise it'd be all right, she wanted someone to let her be the kids she still is. She hasn't found anyone yet.]

[cursedtolive]

That's their choice. Like it was my choice to kill people in order to ensure my survival.

[He gently takes the tea out of her hands and puts a pillow in them instead. He won't hug her but he'll give her something to hug, and then sit next to her.]

Aren't the three of you close? I wouldn't be surprised if she got upset, and I'd expect her to be confused. Of course you'd be upset; I've lived with you and Umi long enough to know.

But you're still a kid.

[hououji]

[She shakes her head.]

... I don't want anyone else to die because of me. Because of my mistakes.

I... can't take any more blood on my hands. I'd rather die a thousand times, I'd rather lose both eyes, I'd rather anything than to see Umi-san become a murderer for me, or see Souji-san be killed because he wants to help me.

I... I'm only 15. I don't want any of this! I wanted to go home with Hikaru-san and... I wanted to be a family with them again. They're like my sisters, but Umi-san is still angry with me over what I said...

... I've seen how she is when she hurts, I've seen how much she takes on herself. Is it that wrong to try to remind her why we don't want to kill anyone?

[cursedtolive]

It's not wrong.

But Umi has been here longer than either of us. Can you blame her for being angry? I bet she doesn't want it any more than you do, but if she takes it upon herself like you say she does, that would explain why she made the decision.

The city is driving both of you mad, Miss Hououji. And it's driven her to alcohol, at least. And your friend is still new.

[He's frowning. Of course Fuu wants to go home. He's 230 years old and he wants to go back to 1711 when he was happy and he was around people who cared for him.]

... Stay over tonight. I don't care; Charon won't mind.

[hououji]

I want to go back to our house. She doesn't want me there.

[But she shakes her head.]

I can't impose on you. I... I left my wallet, I just have to go get it again.

[cursedtolive]

But she doesn't want you there. If you go back right now, you're just going to get into a fight again.

I can ask Charon to get your wallet later. I stayed in your house for months after shooting your head; I don't care if you stay here for a night.

[hououji]

Yes, and Umi-san still resents me for it. She resents me for a great deal of things.

[She... offers a smile, though. A weak one.]

... Thank you.

[cursedtolive]

Well, I heard women hold grudges. I guess I'm not one to talk, though.

Have you eaten?

[hououji]

... [She thinks]

... Not since last night. [She forgot...]

[cursedtolive]

[SIGHSIGHSIGH]

Pasta? I can warm some up. [He can use microwaves correctly now!]

[hououji]

[She wipes her eye and shakes her head.]

Do you or Charon-san know how to cook? More than pasta, I mean. I can cook something for you.

[cursedtolive]

I don't know. If you ask Charon if he can do something, he'd probably say he'll try and then do it right.

[hououji]

[She giggles a little. Kinda sad considering her face is still all wet.]

You have a high opinion of him, don't you?

[cursedtolive]

I don't. It's just true.

He's saved our lives once, in September.

[hououji]

... I'm glad you've found a friend.

[cursedtolive]

He knew me, that's all. He's like Elmer -- he's from my future.

[hououji]

Still... I'm glad you're not alone.

[cursedtolive]

[He looks embarrassed as he looks away.] Wipe your face. You're all messy.

[hououji]

[She blinks]

O-oh... I'm sorry. [She wasn't wearing long sleeves so she has to root in her pocket for a second for her own handkerchief. But she does wipe her tears. From her one side of her face.]

[cursedtolive]

You're good now. Here-- [He takes a minute to show her around the kitchen!]

[hououji]

Thank you... [She knows the layout of things at least but it's been a while.]

It really is... kind of you to do this.

[cursedtolive]

... Right now, I don't have it in me to bully you.

[hououji]

... I should be relieved, shouldn't I?

[cursedtolive]

I guess. Do you need any help?

Oh, if you want to take a bath, we have some extra towels, too.