[ That niggling irritation is magnified tenfold for him. Although inklings are blooming -- a tracery of Who What Where that leads to one person. ]
[ Setsuna. ]
...What? [ As if she's spoken backwards. He doesn't want her help (he isn't expecting it, certainly). The weekend may have blurred boundaries, but they're still enemies, dammit! She can't keep throwing him off-balance with kindness. ] Of course there isn't. I have to deal with this [ and Diva's wrath ] on my own.
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[ Setsuna. ]
...What? [ As if she's spoken backwards. He doesn't want her help (he isn't expecting it, certainly). The weekend may have blurred boundaries, but they're still enemies, dammit! She can't keep throwing him off-balance with kindness. ] Of course there isn't. I have to deal with this [ and Diva's wrath ] on my own.