( damn right they're going to talk themselves in circles and argue until they're both blue in the face — because he knows that even now vash is going to tell him what he wants to hear, being under the impression that it's going to be enough and he's going to let it go without another word about it.
honestly, tongari, it's like you don't know him at all.
nicholas' mouth pulls into a very firm, very thin line. ) You understand. ( he echoes, almost mimics for how flat his tone is. they're approaching very, very dangerous territory if they keep going like they do, and he really doesn't want this to turn into a full-blown argument, not with how their initial first meeting had gone and certainly not with how it had finally started to feel like he wasn't missing something.
he doesn't allow himself to look down and see how the other's hand is settled on top of the one of his own that isn't still effectively cupping the side of his face. ) But you don't agree. Do you? Just goin' along with what I say isn't gonna make a damn bit of difference if they're just words outta your own mouth. ( he swallows hard, and his fingers curl a little tighter into the fabric of his shirt. )
What good's it gonna do you to keep torturin' yourself like this, huh? You deserve better.
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Date: 2023-10-25 02:23 pm (UTC)honestly, tongari, it's like you don't know him at all.
nicholas' mouth pulls into a very firm, very thin line. ) You understand. ( he echoes, almost mimics for how flat his tone is. they're approaching very, very dangerous territory if they keep going like they do, and he really doesn't want this to turn into a full-blown argument, not with how their initial first meeting had gone and certainly not with how it had finally started to feel like he wasn't missing something.
he doesn't allow himself to look down and see how the other's hand is settled on top of the one of his own that isn't still effectively cupping the side of his face. ) But you don't agree. Do you? Just goin' along with what I say isn't gonna make a damn bit of difference if they're just words outta your own mouth. ( he swallows hard, and his fingers curl a little tighter into the fabric of his shirt. )
What good's it gonna do you to keep torturin' yourself like this, huh? You deserve better.