Ahaha... understand something like me? My beliefs are kind of hard to make sense of.
( he knows that because not too many people understand it, but it's not that he's willing to toss the idea in the trash if that's what rio wants to do. it's development, it's him organizing his own thoughts and opinions together to form a base of his own way of getting komaeda. he doesn't find himself as "gettable," he guesses, because of how high maintenance he happens to be despite not being a doll, or an ai. he's a simple human with a mindset that overlaps, crushes, and drives forward all over beliefs to make his own important — he doesn't realize he does that though, and that's a given since he doesn't pay much attention to others.
komaeda only listens to those that he's interested in. right now, he listens to rio, and he uses his organic hand to cup his own chin in thought as he dwells over his words. )
But that's progress...
( but he doesn't hate it, he thinks as he looks up to rio with a smile, and that white strand of hair tries to block his view on one side. he doesn't let it as he tilts his head to the side a bit, trying to knock it out the way as he places his organic hand down on his lap, and laughs softly. )
Ah, if I start to bore you, I'm sure you could find someone even more entertaining...
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( he knows that because not too many people understand it, but it's not that he's willing to toss the idea in the trash if that's what rio wants to do. it's development, it's him organizing his own thoughts and opinions together to form a base of his own way of getting komaeda. he doesn't find himself as "gettable," he guesses, because of how high maintenance he happens to be despite not being a doll, or an ai. he's a simple human with a mindset that overlaps, crushes, and drives forward all over beliefs to make his own important — he doesn't realize he does that though, and that's a given since he doesn't pay much attention to others.
komaeda only listens to those that he's interested in. right now, he listens to rio, and he uses his organic hand to cup his own chin in thought as he dwells over his words. )
But that's progress...
( but he doesn't hate it, he thinks as he looks up to rio with a smile, and that white strand of hair tries to block his view on one side. he doesn't let it as he tilts his head to the side a bit, trying to knock it out the way as he places his organic hand down on his lap, and laughs softly. )
Ah, if I start to bore you, I'm sure you could find someone even more entertaining...