[She flinches when he raises his voice, staring up at him with a kind of bewildered hurt. Honestly, she kind of had expected him to just accept it, because what good comes from getting angry or upset about it? It's already over. It's how she'd usually reacted when other people around her had died.
Maybe Dazai was right. Again. It's better to just let people believe a happy lie than to tell them the truth. A little sickened, she stares down at her hands, pressing her lips tightly together with frustration directed more at herself than at Scott.]
'Cause screaming and crying and being bitter about it isn't gonna change anything, is it? [she says finally, trying to keep her voice from shaking because now Scott's even more upset than she'd thought he would be, and she doesn't know how to fix it. She can't even guess at the right things to say.] I just...!
[How had Akinari put it back then? She'd spent every Sunday she could with him in the fall, listening to first his bitterness, then his rage, his grief, and finally, his acceptance of his terminal illness. He'd died not too long before she had, she knows that.
It's hard enough to articulate her feelings normally, and even harder when Scott's angry like this, though, so her throat closes as she clenches her fists helplessly.] ...Sorry.
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Maybe Dazai was right. Again. It's better to just let people believe a happy lie than to tell them the truth. A little sickened, she stares down at her hands, pressing her lips tightly together with frustration directed more at herself than at Scott.]
'Cause screaming and crying and being bitter about it isn't gonna change anything, is it? [she says finally, trying to keep her voice from shaking because now Scott's even more upset than she'd thought he would be, and she doesn't know how to fix it. She can't even guess at the right things to say.] I just...!
[How had Akinari put it back then? She'd spent every Sunday she could with him in the fall, listening to first his bitterness, then his rage, his grief, and finally, his acceptance of his terminal illness. He'd died not too long before she had, she knows that.
It's hard enough to articulate her feelings normally, and even harder when Scott's angry like this, though, so her throat closes as she clenches her fists helplessly.] ...Sorry.