[At least he's not like Akechi, who was a little bitch about getting himself patched up. Her eyes linger on the partially-healed wound, and before she can help herself, she reaches out to gently touch the edge of the bandages.]
I... really thought you would hate me. After what happened.
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[At least he's not like Akechi, who was a little bitch about getting himself patched up. Her eyes linger on the partially-healed wound, and before she can help herself, she reaches out to gently touch the edge of the bandages.]
I... really thought you would hate me. After what happened.