[His voice is soft, but he sounds so sure, for something so new. Then again, he's seen it, too: Nanako and Dojima-san trying to navigate their relationship through loneliness and unresolved grief. Kuroda-san living on after her husband deteriorated and died. His own feelings for his friends -- and theirs for him. Getting through it is part of love. He's sure of it.
The fact that Mikey didn't give him the chance to show that...that hurts, too.]
I wish you had let me prove you wrong.
[His eyes are on the bottle, now only half-full. Or half-empty. Isn't that the question? It's a little while before he speaks again, both out of reluctance and a strong need to make sure he's using the right words. He holds the bottle out for the other, finally dragging his attention back to make eye contact.]
... I think... I'd like to know this Manjiro Sano better.
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[His voice is soft, but he sounds so sure, for something so new. Then again, he's seen it, too: Nanako and Dojima-san trying to navigate their relationship through loneliness and unresolved grief. Kuroda-san living on after her husband deteriorated and died. His own feelings for his friends -- and theirs for him. Getting through it is part of love. He's sure of it.
The fact that Mikey didn't give him the chance to show that...that hurts, too.]
I wish you had let me prove you wrong.
[His eyes are on the bottle, now only half-full. Or half-empty. Isn't that the question? It's a little while before he speaks again, both out of reluctance and a strong need to make sure he's using the right words. He holds the bottle out for the other, finally dragging his attention back to make eye contact.]
... I think... I'd like to know this Manjiro Sano better.