dear_mun | a conflict of interests

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a conflict of interests

Hey, hold on. [He's had just about enough with his player's train of thought!]

You asked if I miss it, and - well, of course I do! But not enough to just talk about it!

[Why would he ever- - ?]

Don't do anything weird, it's... it's fine.

[Sure it is, Konoe, but remember where you are.]

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Miss what?

[Guess who has the saddest and most apologetic puppy face ever.]

[/Muffled Whitney in the distance.]

Al... it's -

[Really hard to say when he's getting a look like that, oh no....]

Nobody's business but mine. [Though oh so quietly....] And maybe yours.

[Oh god not Whitney. Why do you do this?]

Hey.

[He's mostly making it, because let's face it what happened while out of his control wasn't what he wanted. He feels guilty.]

Mine?

[He's not sure what he might have to do with things, all considering being sent home means he really doesn't have much of a say in things anymore.]

You know I'm always up for listening.

[YOU ASKED FOR FEELINGS....

Meanwhile Al remains a magic worker. One of the best things he's given is something close to a down button on Konoe's volume (at least in times like this). No need to shout when his words will reach....]

I know. [There isn't a ounce of exasperation in it, but his tail still twitches.] I always liked that... I'm just sorry I didn't tell you everything I wanted to.

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[I have no regrets.

He'd like to do more, god knows he's always been a physical person, which is why after about a good minute of shifting back and forth he decides that if there is any anger coming his way it's worth braving for a hug at least.]

If it helps I held back too, but there's always now in moments in between.

You? [Now he's all ears, too, and after a moment's surprise he smiles, warm as ever and a not a little curious.] Will you tell me one thing if I tell you?

[This sort of ease counts as one, but it's hardly a secret he'd harbor from others....]

That and more if you like.

[Part of him feels relieved if that's all Konoe would ask of him after everything.]

You're already talking about it.

... Don't come back just to eavesdrop!

Konoe ...? What's happened?

[ worried papa mode! but also he's just happy at any chance to see Konoe again. ]

[He could drag his hands down his face by now - not Shui, too! Not that he's unhappy to see him, but of all times...]

Nothing!

[Of course with him this loud, there's much that screams otherwise.]

[ Shui's ears flick at that, and he tilts his head. ]

It doesn't seem that way ...

[ Clearly Konoe got his non-calmness from his mama ]

[He can't lie to him for a second more, it just doesn't feel right... but even beginning to articulate it is an effort in itself.]

... I almost wish it was.

[ he smiles softly, nodding as if to say he understands that feeling. ]

So there is something botherinh you after all. I'd like to help ... if I can.

Only an animal would miss something like that. [Sorry, Seimei doesn't understand emotions or physical intimacy ~~if you're not Ritsuka~~.]

How did - [He isn't that easy to read, is he? Still he tries his darnedest to hide it.] What makes you say that...?

My Mun told me what happens at that place.

[Thankfully he's not as fast to get ruffled over the subject, but if this were a year ago? Oh boy....]

That isn't the problem... I'm used to it enough.

[But a certain part of that song and dance, that's a different story....]

It doesn't matter once you've gotten dirty. [He is openly disgusted. There's a reason he still has his ears.] Why follow another's orders?

[His own ears fold back some, who is this...?]

I'd ask first why I'd listen to you since that answer's obvious, I'm not going to!

[He might be a little sensitive after a flea joke recently, oops.]

I didn't say you had to listen to me. I was telling you the truth. [Seimei's black ears flick faintly and he brings out his phone, checking his messages.] Why do you still have your ears?

[Right away - ]

Why wouldn't I?

[That's a loaded question for a somebody who's lived to see the worst of the Sickness, and for all his anger at being called unclean... now he's concerned.]

In my world, we lose them once we do what you have done.

[And thus he's horrified - ]

Eh? Then why would anybody...!

[To hear less, balance his entire body and even communicate differently - there was a short time when he actually lived that and he'd be glad to never go back.

But then as he stares in shock he sees, too... this cat is older than he is, isn't he?]

You... haven't, then?