[There's no awkwardness this time getting settled; Marui helps himself to sitting right by her hip with his arm around her in invitation for her to lean on him, literally and figuratively alike.
It's strange how she wants to apologize when she knows there's nothing to apologize for, if kind of cute. Is she feeling self-conscious? Marui thinks back to how she could be earlier on in their friendship: stubbornly independent, not wanting to accept help even when it was obvious she needed it, like when she hurt her leg. It's much different now-- one look at her accepting cuddles in the first place speaks to her growth on that point. But it'd be reasonable to conclude the root source of that mentality hasn't disappeared.]
Sure. You can tell me whatever you want. [He tips his head forward for a better look at her, offering a warm smile.] But you know, you were pretty cool back there. The way you never gave up, and fought to the very end. It takes a strong spirit to spit in the face of a fated script like that. [He grins.] You really showed 'em.
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It's strange how she wants to apologize when she knows there's nothing to apologize for, if kind of cute. Is she feeling self-conscious? Marui thinks back to how she could be earlier on in their friendship: stubbornly independent, not wanting to accept help even when it was obvious she needed it, like when she hurt her leg. It's much different now-- one look at her accepting cuddles in the first place speaks to her growth on that point. But it'd be reasonable to conclude the root source of that mentality hasn't disappeared.]
Sure. You can tell me whatever you want. [He tips his head forward for a better look at her, offering a warm smile.] But you know, you were pretty cool back there. The way you never gave up, and fought to the very end. It takes a strong spirit to spit in the face of a fated script like that. [He grins.] You really showed 'em.