[The door is not fully closed, which is good because Fukuda is not moving from where he's splayed on the floor, staring up at the ceiling morosely. He tilts his head back slightly to see who it is.]
[The head patting reminds him of Gojou which helps but then also makes him more sad a little bit because he's not here and Omi is probably sad about that too.]
Yesterday, Douman told me I should be grateful for the things I have. But really it was [Ah, he can't say it.]
I'm... I'm not sure if I ever really had anything in the first place.
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Omi.
[Just. Passively observing.]
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I saw him in her memories, Omi. He doesn't like her. He doesn't even respect her enough to address her properly as a woman.
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[He clearly does care a lot though which is why he's lying on the floor being sad.]
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[With the lying on the floor, when there's a perfectly fine bed right there?]
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[Yeah.]
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That's fair.
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Yesterday, Douman told me I should be grateful for the things I have. But really it was [Ah, he can't say it.]
I'm... I'm not sure if I ever really had anything in the first place.
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It was...?
You have me as a friend.
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I suppose.
[He doesn't??? Sound very convinced??]
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You don't believe me, huh?
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[He... Can't help it!!!! It's hard to avoid thinking about things when there's nothing to do!]
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I'm sorry I didn't say anything then.
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... It's probably just as well.
Sorry.
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