[ between the proximity of saki, her quiet voice, and the topic that he’d rather never touch, oda’s not sure what his heart and stomach are supposed to be doing.
but he keeps her close, nodding in order to get her to keep talking. ]
He told me a little about himself. His family... he lost his father, and he misses him enough to cry. His mother has no idea what he's really doing. She thinks he's just at school.
He wasn't born with powers. He was tricked, and the powers are just a side effect of what that person gave him. The Foundation stepped in to stop him, and here he is now.
He's so sure he's going to die just because he's helping us. He's been lying for the cameras, but I don't think all of it's untrue.
[ that definitely does make oda give saki a troubled expression. part of him still wants to be angry—is still angry over being lied to.
he’s not even sure if this explanation is akin to having water doused on him or if it’s actually oil in a flame.
whatever it is, when oda does speak, he sounds hurt. ]
I can’t forgive him Saki. Don’t ask me to do that. I managed to trust him and he broke it by wearing the face of someone I saw before they went and died and acting the part, too.
[ though it had been their first and last meeting, oda had felt an impact from meeting the boss of the port mafia. as if he had been cursed in the most horrible way possible, because there’s nothing he can do about it anymore besides drown in his own thoughts. ]
[It's comforting to her too, that physical closeness, knowing without a doubt that they are alive against all odds, here, together. And so she embraces him in turn, a hand curling into his hair as she nuzzles into his neck.
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Week 2, Saturday, post-game
I need to talk to you about him. About the person who calls himself "Dazai."
[Her voice is a quiet murmur, easy enough to mistake as something far more romantic than it actually is.]
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but he keeps her close, nodding in order to get her to keep talking. ]
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He wasn't born with powers. He was tricked, and the powers are just a side effect of what that person gave him. The Foundation stepped in to stop him, and here he is now.
He's so sure he's going to die just because he's helping us. He's been lying for the cameras, but I don't think all of it's untrue.
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[ that definitely does make oda give saki a troubled expression. part of him still wants to be angry—is still angry over being lied to.
he’s not even sure if this explanation is akin to having water doused on him or if it’s actually oil in a flame.
whatever it is, when oda does speak, he sounds hurt. ]
I can’t forgive him Saki. Don’t ask me to do that. I managed to trust him and he broke it by wearing the face of someone I saw before they went and died and acting the part, too.
[ though it had been their first and last meeting, oda had felt an impact from meeting the boss of the port mafia. as if he had been cursed in the most horrible way possible, because there’s nothing he can do about it anymore besides drown in his own thoughts. ]
I’ll do anything you want, except that.
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[She keeps her voice low, but she does grow tense.]
Just... try to be a little less unkind to him. He's risking his life for us.
[He doesn't need to be dealing with even more antagonism in the meantime.]
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[ he almost had to drink poison. so did inaba, who’s as normal as normal goes. ]
I’m glad that he hasn’t sold us to the Foundation yet, and maybe he won’t do it at all. Maybe he is that selfless.
But giving him the cold shoulder is as kind as I can get, Saki. I can’t pretend to be friendly with him.
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He could have chosen to execute me for cheating.
[She can't. She just can't bring herself to be that antagonistic to someone who saved her life, even if it was only through turning a blind eye.]
...If staying away from him is the best you can do, that's enough. Just don't rile him up too much.
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[ oda eyes widen when she says that. not once would he have imagined that. when could it have— ]
The dice. He knew.
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he sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair. ]
This changes things. I’m in his debt now, I guess.
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No matter which one you chose, I would have been safe. But the others wouldn't have, so... thank you.
[For going with lower.]
I owe him my life.
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please let him stay like this for a while, at least. ]
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She's said what's needed to be said.]