[He's quiet as he listens, still clutching to him and leaning his head against his shoulder. This time, when Shuichi's done, there's no argument. He doesn't disagree, he doesn't fight him on it...partially because he's too tired to, partially because he wants to believe him even if before he was so sure the detective was right, that he would be alone...
Mostly, though, it's because when it's worded like that, it makes it easier to believe and accept. When it's labeled with truths and lies...
He pulls himself closer, arms tightening around the detective some as he nods his head, just a little. The crying that he thought had finally quit starts up again, but it's not the same agonized sobs this time. This time it's something calmer, sad but grateful. Though...even if he's accepting this, and believing it...]
...please don't...ever leave me alone again, Saihara-chan. I promise I won't ever give you a reason to so...please.
[He still has to ask, to plead with him, just for the extra peace of mind.]
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Mostly, though, it's because when it's worded like that, it makes it easier to believe and accept. When it's labeled with truths and lies...
He pulls himself closer, arms tightening around the detective some as he nods his head, just a little. The crying that he thought had finally quit starts up again, but it's not the same agonized sobs this time. This time it's something calmer, sad but grateful. Though...even if he's accepting this, and believing it...]
...please don't...ever leave me alone again, Saihara-chan. I promise I won't ever give you a reason to so...please.
[He still has to ask, to plead with him, just for the extra peace of mind.]
Please.