[ Pulling the glass away from his face, finally, he takes a sip of the drink. Wincing, he's not looking forward to the faint bruise but it isn't life-threatening. The glass is carefully set down and he rests his chin on top of his hand. ]
They probably have, but the memory of the illness remains. So it doesn't matter how much they changed, you'll always remember the sick. [ Kei sounds a little thoughtful, as he turns his head and hand, so that he's resting more of his unpinched cheek on his open palm. ]
I'm no better, and it seems like we have that in common, too. [ He chuckles, an oddly friendly sound despite how the mood has tanked. It has come to his attention that he doesn't have to protect Heigo's feelings as he does people he is familiar with; upon that realization, he can simply indulge himself. So no, we don't have anything in common beyond being a little negative. Yet with your negativity, it drives you down. While with my own-- well, there's no lie in me saying it seems that way. ]
Everyone has expectations of another person... it's true. There's no one that lives outside of expectations. I'm afraid that I'm always a person that cannot live up to what people want of me. [ Yet he smiles. ] I'm a blunt individual who speaks the his opinion, and the way I speak it comes off like I am stating fact. Yet people think that I'm a soft, sentimental person. [ He huffs out a sigh before picking his glass of scotch back up to sip, yet not moving how his head is resting against his other hand. ]
I find it's difficult to break down their expectations when they are filled with kind regards. You cannot do anything but accept that image that they have, because shattering it means that they feel betrayed with your true self. [ Another sip. ] Still, what about you? It sounds like you are suffering a little under a false image of yourself, too.
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They probably have, but the memory of the illness remains. So it doesn't matter how much they changed, you'll always remember the sick. [ Kei sounds a little thoughtful, as he turns his head and hand, so that he's resting more of his unpinched cheek on his open palm. ]
I'm no better, and it seems like we have that in common, too. [ He chuckles, an oddly friendly sound despite how the mood has tanked. It has come to his attention that he doesn't have to protect Heigo's feelings as he does people he is familiar with; upon that realization, he can simply indulge himself. So no, we don't have anything in common beyond being a little negative. Yet with your negativity, it drives you down. While with my own-- well, there's no lie in me saying it seems that way. ]
Everyone has expectations of another person... it's true. There's no one that lives outside of expectations. I'm afraid that I'm always a person that cannot live up to what people want of me. [ Yet he smiles. ] I'm a blunt individual who speaks the his opinion, and the way I speak it comes off like I am stating fact. Yet people think that I'm a soft, sentimental person. [ He huffs out a sigh before picking his glass of scotch back up to sip, yet not moving how his head is resting against his other hand. ]
I find it's difficult to break down their expectations when they are filled with kind regards. You cannot do anything but accept that image that they have, because shattering it means that they feel betrayed with your true self. [ Another sip. ] Still, what about you? It sounds like you are suffering a little under a false image of yourself, too.