[Iwaizumi lets out a short, utterly humorless laugh at the mention of “anything pressing”. Nope, he thinks, and his jaw clenches a little as he does so, his fists balling up inside his pockets.]
I don’t need something pressing to not want to be here. [Hopefully Sam can forgive the sudden bite in his voice. He’s young, scared, and hurt right now, and he just wants to go home.] What do you mean you all went to sleep?
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I don’t need something pressing to not want to be here. [Hopefully Sam can forgive the sudden bite in his voice. He’s young, scared, and hurt right now, and he just wants to go home.] What do you mean you all went to sleep?