[ well he's in the rec room. he's sat in one of the pod-like chairs, and looking at one particular corner of the room fairly intently, but he'll move his gaze when he realises mineo is there.
It's fine. I'm not for or against any company, so stay.
[ ... ] Mourning doesn't really do much for the dead, does it? It's just for the living. And it's not going to find out who killed him, or any of them.
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week 2, friday
he doesn't greet him though. ]
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... Leclerc-san.
You want some coffee? Tea?
[just since yuri's offered it to him before]
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at the mention of coffee as well, his nose wrinkles. ]
I'll pass on the coffee, thanks.
[ the offering is nice but.... not right this moment. ]
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... how about some company?
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If you like.
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[if he's being honest]
... know you and Luca-san were friends. If you need time to mourn on your own, I won't invite myself.
But... didn't feel right just to ignore you today either.
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It's fine. I'm not for or against any company, so stay.
[ ... ] Mourning doesn't really do much for the dead, does it? It's just for the living. And it's not going to find out who killed him, or any of them.
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[ . . . ]
But I've found that... just getting to work doesn't always let you work through the feelings that still linger either. So maybe we need some of both.
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[ ... well. ]
I have my own way of sorting through things. Hasn't let me down so far.
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[ . . . ]
You mean - your notebook?
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...
The whole room's stained in coffee right now. I take it you can't see it?
[ he tilts his head back. so much for forgetting, huh? well. he did say there wasn't any point in making promises that couldn't be kept. ]
Yes, my notebook.