[This conversation is so strange. Normally Heigo would write off talk like this as subtle mockery, the kind his more intelligent school-age bullies sometimes used to lure him into believing he could be accepted - but that's the thing, he's seen that trick so many times that he knows Kei is doing no such thing. For whatever reason, he sincerely admires Heigo's wobbly spine and inability to assert his true self.
The reason must be hidden in what he says about himself, Heigo thinks. Does he wish he could be just as malleable but find it impossible? Imagining himself as an ideal only makes everything stranger.]
I don't know what to say. Thanks don't feel appropriate somehow.
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The reason must be hidden in what he says about himself, Heigo thinks. Does he wish he could be just as malleable but find it impossible? Imagining himself as an ideal only makes everything stranger.]
I don't know what to say. Thanks don't feel appropriate somehow.