( Natsume relaxes a little, when no definitive date is set, when he isn't asked to do anything right this moment, when the implication is that despite his willingness there's hope that he will be long, long gone from this school by the time Kazuki has to leave.
That's lonely in its own way, but it's one he prefers. Even if he can—even if he would, if asked—he would rather not.
He's found he isn't that fond of killing, no matter what his biting threats might say. )
I appreciate THAT. ( More than the other knows, maybe. ) ...So what do you do with the pruNINGS?
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That's lonely in its own way, but it's one he prefers. Even if he can—even if he would, if asked—he would rather not.
He's found he isn't that fond of killing, no matter what his biting threats might say. )
I appreciate THAT. ( More than the other knows, maybe. ) ...So what do you do with the pruNINGS?
( Back to the question he tried to swerve with, )