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[holy crap i am actually training for once?]

I already said I'd see him.

Okay. Good.

[shoves his hands through his hair, looking harried]

Sorry, I just--stuff's been weird lately.

[stuff is always weird]

What do you mean?

Just--I've been worried about you and Don and Takeru and Ryuunosuke and neesan and all the stuff that's wrong right now aren't things I can do anything about, and it sucks.

You can't let yourself dwell on them, even if you care for them all. Caring is fine, but worrying over it all is pointless.

I guess.

Your worry also wont fix it either.

I know! [i am not sulking you are sulking] It still sucks, though.

[Looks mutual to me] Everything sucks.

...not everything. [eyeing you a little] It's nice to actually talk to you again.

We have been apart longer than usual. Even Marvelous thought it wasn't right.

Yeah. That's your choice, though, not mine.

...

[I'm too ashamed of what I did]

[just watching you steadily]

Y'know, you're still my friend. And I still trust you.

Why?

Because I don't blame you for what happened.

It's how I did it that bothers me.

[shakes his head] I don't blame you for that, either. I mean--

[he stops, thinking hard how to word this] I know Camp made you, but you were still you. Camp just made you feel like you had to kill me. I think that--y'know. If you suddenly decided you really wanted to murder me, that's how you'd do it, I guess. But... I trust you, so I don't think you will, so it doesn't bother me as much. Does that make any sense?