[ He just sits still and looks at Katsura for several seconds, and then finally sighs again, except lighter. Uuugh, he wants to sleep ... His eyes are on the verge of closing every time he blinks. ]
[ He drapes his arms over his knees, and looks blankly at Katsura. And while he does continue speaking, he yawns at the same time for the first few words. ]
And she knows this is all temporary. We all do. It's like we're just playing pretend.
[ If someone is really, truly family, you don't want to lose them. Isn't that what every kid needs? And Gintoki doesn't know what it's like back home, for Miu. Or maybe that just has no relevance.
Either way, seems like she feels Katsura's affection isn't genuine. ]
It was in such an off-hand way I didn't think I was supposed to take it seriously.
[ rests face in his hand. ]
[ That's... both true and not. Katsura's affections are always earnest; he likes people, and of course he likes a cute kid that looks up to him. But how easily would he abandon those affections if the need arose? Fairly, that's the answer. ]
[ A sigh. He's still essentially disowned by her, even if she seems to look at him more favourably now than before. ]
Maybe Kondo could talk to her. Or maybe it's better to give her a bit of space for a while. But both of those might backfire ...
[ He slowly tips over to the side, draping his arms over the armrest of the couch and putting his head on them. Ah, maybe he should move to the bed after this ... ]
She seems to think memories are important. Maybe do something meaningful. [ Yaaawn. ] Put together a scrapbook, I dunno. You're good at sentimental.
Ah. I guess he's better at this... family thing than us.
[ Which makes sense, really. Kondo is a "father" in his own makeshift family of misfits, after all. And they're just a bunch of broken orphans. ]
I don't really want to tell him about it, though. He seemed mad enough last time. Maybe if I give her a bit of time she'll at least tell me what she wants...
[ A bunch of broken orphans who try their best. But perhaps they are not really meant to be parents ... ]
I don't know if he'd be mad this time.
[ He yawns again and sits back up, grunting at the thank you that isn't said but they both know is there. Arms stretched about his head, he stands up, a little wobbly, and rubs at the back of his head as he makes for the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Katsura's free to follow, of course. In fact, he rather expects it. ]
[ It's not about gay though? Just. If Katsura has more pressinng matters to talk about.
But Gintoki's only brushing them now because he fell asleep on the couch without doing that. Nothing unusual at all. But if Katsura's staying in the living room, he'll return there after he's done with the brushing and taking a dump. ]
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Did you have to come in the middle of the night?
I can't help you if that's all you give me.
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Well, I couldn't sleep.
[ A long pause. ]
Ah, she also may have mentioned being transferred to another family which I did not react to in time...
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I don't think little girls wanna be abandoned.
Or little boys, for that matter.
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[ He drapes his arms over his knees, and looks blankly at Katsura. And while he does continue speaking, he yawns at the same time for the first few words. ]
And she knows this is all temporary. We all do. It's like we're just playing pretend.
[ If someone is really, truly family, you don't want to lose them. Isn't that what every kid needs? And Gintoki doesn't know what it's like back home, for Miu. Or maybe that just has no relevance.
Either way, seems like she feels Katsura's affection isn't genuine. ]
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[ rests face in his hand. ]
[ That's... both true and not. Katsura's affections are always earnest; he likes people, and of course he likes a cute kid that looks up to him. But how easily would he abandon those affections if the need arose? Fairly, that's the answer. ]
What do I do now?
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[ A sigh. He's still essentially disowned by her, even if she seems to look at him more favourably now than before. ]
Maybe Kondo could talk to her. Or maybe it's better to give her a bit of space for a while. But both of those might backfire ...
[ He slowly tips over to the side, draping his arms over the armrest of the couch and putting his head on them. Ah, maybe he should move to the bed after this ... ]
She seems to think memories are important. Maybe do something meaningful. [ Yaaawn. ] Put together a scrapbook, I dunno. You're good at sentimental.
[ Like he isn't, too.
But that's a secret. ]
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[ Which makes sense, really. Kondo is a "father" in his own makeshift family of misfits, after all. And they're just a bunch of broken orphans. ]
I don't really want to tell him about it, though. He seemed mad enough last time. Maybe if I give her a bit of time she'll at least tell me what she wants...
...that's not a bad idea. [ Thank you, Gintoki. ]
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I don't know if he'd be mad this time.
[ He yawns again and sits back up, grunting at the thank you that isn't said but they both know is there. Arms stretched about his head, he stands up, a little wobbly, and rubs at the back of his head as he makes for the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Katsura's free to follow, of course. In fact, he rather expects it. ]
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[ No why would he want to watch Gintoki brushing his teeth? He's not that gay yet. Although it is a bit weird he's brushing it only now. ]
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But Gintoki's only brushing them now because he fell asleep on the couch without doing that. Nothing unusual at all. But if Katsura's staying in the living room, he'll return there after he's done with the brushing and taking a dump. ]
Anything else?
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Ah, I don't think so. Did everything come out all right?
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Yeah.
If that's all, are you gonna leave me in peace already?
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[ Sighs. ]
Yes, yes, of course. You helped me a lot.
[ And so he'll leave. Again. Don't worry he'll show up again before you start missing it. ]
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