homeless; on mun poking him about Father's Day

[withmyownwill]

Mundane.....

[There's a distinct hesitation, and finally, a quiet sigh. Hizashi kneads his temples through his headband.]

Are you..... mocking me? It hardly seems appropriate to--you know that I can't celebrate this holiday. Not in good conscience. Not after everything that.....

[The hesitation is longer this time, strained. He shakes his head.]

.....A day like today holds nothing for me. In the past, or in the future. You know that. You have other father figures and children beholden to you that can help you celebrate--one of them is even a true father, by blood and bonds alike. You don't need me here.

So, if you would..... just leave me be. Please.