[She draws her coat a little closer around her, to give her hands something to do. She knew he was right. The likelihood of Toushirou forgetting her -- her, of all people -- is low. But what if it is? They were the ones who first organized the infiltration into the Inner City, to disturb the Animus. What if they decided to enact revenge on them just for spite?
-- she was being stupid. But she can't help it.]
I don't even know why we get along.
[It's said suddenly, as she tightens the coat a little more. There's only another pause before Rei starts talking. It's fast, and she's really just talking just to talk, but the more she talks, the thicker her words get, until by the end of it, she's trying not to cry.]
He's an idiot and stubborn and reckless and takes himself way too seriously and it's his way or no way at all and he's a jerk and we spend most of our time yelling at each other and he needs to get punched in the face on a good day and he can't take a joke and half of the time he just lectures me on stupid things that I already know because he's a captain and he knows things and --
[She sucks in a breath before she presses her head into her hands, fingers threading into her hair, before she mumbles the rest.]
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-- she was being stupid. But she can't help it.]
I don't even know why we get along.
[It's said suddenly, as she tightens the coat a little more. There's only another pause before Rei starts talking. It's fast, and she's really just talking just to talk, but the more she talks, the thicker her words get, until by the end of it, she's trying not to cry.]
He's an idiot and stubborn and reckless and takes himself way too seriously and it's his way or no way at all and he's a jerk and we spend most of our time yelling at each other and he needs to get punched in the face on a good day and he can't take a joke and half of the time he just lectures me on stupid things that I already know because he's a captain and he knows things and --
[She sucks in a breath before she presses her head into her hands, fingers threading into her hair, before she mumbles the rest.]
I can't deal with this place without him.