[Wherever Nagito is at the moment, Kaede will peek her head around. She'd seen his network post, but hadn't really wanted to answer publicly. This will have to do! But first...
She pulls a hand around from behind her back, revealing a cloth bag about the size of her palm. He's the only one she's kind of uncertain about offering them to, since he is a little older than she is.]
Umm... I got you some friendship chocolates! I hope you like them.
[At first he seems confused, blinking a bit as he tries to put together what she means. It doesn't take too long as his confusion transforms into a smile. A genuine smile.]
Ah, how kind. I've never in my life received obligation chocolate.
[He might be older, but he was still stuck a bit in his high school years. He gladly took the parcel, though a small bit of uncertainty crossed his face. He almost started to speak, but then something miraculously prevented him from speaking his thoughts.]
[At first he was a bit thrown off by the formality, and that anyone would want to talk to him. Still he didn't let the surprise last too long before giving a friendly reply.]
[it's formal because it makes it easier, and because she doesn't know him that well. still, she takes a breath, and continues.]
I wanted to apologize for my behavior to you last month. It was...unbecoming, truly.
[when she had nearly ripped his head off about death. it smarts, to have to apologize for what she feels is justified, but at least in this case she doesn't have to bow her head to anyone.]
[Should he just accept it? It hadn't bothered him, he had just assumed he had said something off again. It felt odd to just accept if it was deserved.]
Oh, never mind the logistics. It's not like some holy decree that in our lives we're selected to save our worlds, no - we're here now, and that's what's most important in my eyes. We're to be Reclaimers now.
There isn't much of a choice in our directives, but, it would be nice to understand more of it.
It's interesting how we have little information on everything important, isn't it? It's very easy to paint a picture you want when you only give the bare minimum.
The way you say that, you make all of this sound highly sinister. Secrecy and classification is built into bureaucracy, and this place is no different in that respect. Which is perhaps one of the very few things that one can be expected to understand off hand.
[she's used to too much paperwork and people that speak formally and headaches managing everything. plus, this is probably delicate business with the world and all. still, it doesn't sound like she likes it.]
But speaking of survival...you haven't, exactly, have you? Survived everything.
If I have learned anything, an organization that is too bureaucratic is one to be concerned about.
[They could do anything and try and justify it.]
Well... if you mean being eaten, no. I did not. Though, generally my luck always works out in my favor. But, since we revive, it doesn't feel that much different from dying in a virtual space.
More reason to question if this world is even real and not an elaborate video game.
[Really, there was no way to tell was there?]
But despite my deaths, and my losses, I am still here, despite an over due timer, I can still walk and talk. "Survive" really depends on the perspective, doesn't it? I don't feel I'm damaged enough to claim I haven't survived.
[A messily-wrapped box, with Komaeda's name written directly on the colorful paper. There's a handmade card on top, decorated with stickers and doodles of wintry images like snow, gingerbread men, etc. It's not properly signed, but the signature isn't necessary. On one side of the interior:]
Tall green trees in lights twinkling bright, Sparkling strands of tinsel and snow pure white, The smell of hot cocoa and apple cider too, A very merry Candlenights, from Sayori to you!
[And then on the other side:]
Welcome back! I was really excited to see you came back. I hope you had a lot of fun adventures while you were away! I remembered you liked that pretty skull pin we looked at in Lyrabar so I hope you like this too!
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2/14; mid-afternoon
[Wherever Nagito is at the moment, Kaede will peek her head around. She'd seen his network post, but hadn't really wanted to answer publicly. This will have to do! But first...
She pulls a hand around from behind her back, revealing a cloth bag about the size of her palm. He's the only one she's kind of uncertain about offering them to, since he is a little older than she is.]
Umm... I got you some friendship chocolates! I hope you like them.
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Ah, how kind. I've never in my life received obligation chocolate.
[He might be older, but he was still stuck a bit in his high school years. He gladly took the parcel, though a small bit of uncertainty crossed his face. He almost started to speak, but then something miraculously prevented him from speaking his thoughts.]
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[She frowns, leaning in and scrunching up her face as if trying to solve a puzzle. Sure, he's kind of a weird guy, but he is kind of cute!]
Well... I'm glad I could give you some! It was a little hard to find in the bazaar... the chocolates are a little bit spicy. I think it's cinnamon!
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[Was it so hard to believe? He didn't think he was anything someone would care about in any way.]
Oh! That is exciting.
[Now he seemed genuinely interested, as if before he was just trying to be polite.]
It probably won't be that sweet then.
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[That's kind of a relief that she managed to get him the right kind of chocolate... even by accident!]
Oh! This must be your "luck," right?
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[Ah. This probably was his luck, wasn't it? Though it wasn't big enough to make up for everything else uet.]
It might be! Though, usually I would find things like this on the street at the right time.
3/19, evening, voice.
Mr. Komaeda?
[in comparison to the last times they've spoken, she sounds much, much calmer.]
I'd like to speak to you, if I may.
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Of course, I have no reason to say no.
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I wanted to apologize for my behavior to you last month. It was...unbecoming, truly.
[when she had nearly ripped his head off about death. it smarts, to have to apologize for what she feels is justified, but at least in this case she doesn't have to bow her head to anyone.]
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[Should he just accept it? It hadn't bothered him, he had just assumed he had said something off again. It felt odd to just accept if it was deserved.]
I didn't mind, I was probably just wrong.
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[it's a little stiff, but she's working on it.]
And with all of us in this shared purpose to be Reclaimers, it's harsh to be saying.
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[Though, he was getting a bit better about Gundam lately.]
Are you sure we weren't just the ones easy enough to grab first?
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I also think that's important. Doing what we can in this situation.
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There isn't much of a choice in our directives, but, it would be nice to understand more of it.
It's interesting how we have little information on everything important, isn't it? It's very easy to paint a picture you want when you only give the bare minimum.
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[she's used to too much paperwork and people that speak formally and headaches managing everything. plus, this is probably delicate business with the world and all. still, it doesn't sound like she likes it.]
But speaking of survival...you haven't, exactly, have you? Survived everything.
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[They could do anything and try and justify it.]
Well... if you mean being eaten, no. I did not. Though, generally my luck always works out in my favor. But, since we revive, it doesn't feel that much different from dying in a virtual space.
More reason to question if this world is even real and not an elaborate video game.
[Really, there was no way to tell was there?]
But despite my deaths, and my losses, I am still here, despite an over due timer, I can still walk and talk. "Survive" really depends on the perspective, doesn't it? I don't feel I'm damaged enough to claim I haven't survived.
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Sparkling strands of tinsel and snow pure white,
The smell of hot cocoa and apple cider too,
A very merry Candlenights, from Sayori to you!
[And then on the other side:]
Welcome back! I was really excited to see you came back. I hope you had a lot of fun adventures while you were away! I remembered you liked that pretty skull pin we looked at in Lyrabar so I hope you like this too!
[Inside the box is a choker.]