[Komaeda's not the only one who can play dumb about things. He runs his thumbnail over the rosary, pulling it one bead at a time through his fingers. This is familiar ground. It's all fun and games, messing with Shin. And suddenly, the moment Shin tries anything even slightly of his own, when he's not cute and fluffy anymore, it's all menacing standing and ominous warnings and cold looks and mysterious implications with a smile, huh. He knows how this goes, very well. That's why his heart rate has sped up, underneath.]
Ahaha, I don't think I need to worry about my mother's back.
[That's an unexpected pang from an unexpected direction, really. Realizing that... his parents have outlived him. He wonders if they have any idea what happened to him... If they were given him back. What kind of cover story was come up with to explain the wounds if he was. If he got a funeral that wasn't some sick false nicety of the kidnappers.
...this isn't the sort of thing to be thinking about right now, in any case.]
But thank you for the warning, Komaeda-san.
[One bead. Two bead. He's not making any moves to put it in Komaeda's outstretched palm. That sure is something Komaeda's doing that has nothing to do with him.]
he can have little a power, as a treat
[Komaeda's not the only one who can play dumb about things. He runs his thumbnail over the rosary, pulling it one bead at a time through his fingers. This is familiar ground. It's all fun and games, messing with Shin. And suddenly, the moment Shin tries anything even slightly of his own, when he's not cute and fluffy anymore, it's all menacing standing and ominous warnings and cold looks and mysterious implications with a smile, huh. He knows how this goes, very well. That's why his heart rate has sped up, underneath.]
Ahaha, I don't think I need to worry about my mother's back.
[That's an unexpected pang from an unexpected direction, really. Realizing that... his parents have outlived him. He wonders if they have any idea what happened to him... If they were given him back. What kind of cover story was come up with to explain the wounds if he was. If he got a funeral that wasn't some sick false nicety of the kidnappers.
...this isn't the sort of thing to be thinking about right now, in any case.]
But thank you for the warning, Komaeda-san.
[One bead. Two bead. He's not making any moves to put it in Komaeda's outstretched palm. That sure is something Komaeda's doing that has nothing to do with him.]