-sighs heavily and starts heading into his room-
-suddenly turns around and follows her to the kitchen without changing-
Wait, Kohana-
….
Etto……. -swallows- I know you never wanted this in the first place, never wanted…me. That you were forced into this lifestyle.
Perhaps…..
Ah
But you did that when you found out…
…I guess I find myself a bit confused.
Was it…was I…just a release of your frustration?
…Nevermind. Forget my intrusion. -turns to go again-
-looks up when he turns, then back down again, speaking quietly, almost whispering to herself-
…Somewhat.
My mindset was that it had to happen. It was going to happen whether I liked it or not. So I thought, I might as well go all the way with it. But things happened and I only confused myself and acted stupidly, a-and thought I could fix it but…
-bites her lip hard to shut herself up-
-goes about her business without another word, sniffling quietly-
-pauses-
…But?
/wait is she crying?
/doesn’t know how to deal with her tears
Nevermind. I have troubled you. I am sorry.
-bows and leaves quickly-
-waits until he leaves, then sighs loudly and groans-
Ughhh.
-sets the tea and cups on a tray, then carries the tray out to the dining table and sits.-
-sits and waits and wipes at her tear-stained face.-
-goes back to the bedroom and gets changed with a feeling of weight on his heart-
-when he comes back he can’t quite look at her-
-sits down across from her silently-
-sniffs once more and swallows her tears when he comes back-
-shakily pours a cup of tea and pushes it slowly in his direction-
…どうぞ.
Oh. Right. Of course. -blushes- I’m sure your hair is nicer. Mine is plain, but it suits me, I suppose.
No no, when you pet my hair. /pats his head awkwardly again Your hair is maybe as nice as mine, though. (• ˘ v˘•)...


