[There's a moment where Akechi can only blink at him, his carefully controlled expression falling into one of almost comical surprise.
Then he can't help it -- he laughs, a sound of sheer disbelief as he shakes his head.]
Seriously, at a time like this...
[After everything he'd just said, everything they were just talking about, Ren is still caught up on that?
It aches, like Ren had reached a hand into his chest and squeezed his lungs until he couldn't bring. That Ren can move on, so easily, can accept the unbelievable, accept that it can be changed, and move on like it's mission accomplished. Problem fucking solved. God, he hates how easily that comes to him.
It hurts to be wanted.
Fine. If Ren can ask so many questions, maybe he can finally ask one of his own.]
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Then he can't help it -- he laughs, a sound of sheer disbelief as he shakes his head.]
Seriously, at a time like this...
[After everything he'd just said, everything they were just talking about, Ren is still caught up on that?
It aches, like Ren had reached a hand into his chest and squeezed his lungs until he couldn't bring. That Ren can move on, so easily, can accept the unbelievable, accept that it can be changed, and move on like it's mission accomplished. Problem fucking solved. God, he hates how easily that comes to him.
It hurts to be wanted.
Fine. If Ren can ask so many questions, maybe he can finally ask one of his own.]
...Why?
[Why won't you give up on me?]