AU Open RP | Irresponsible
He wasn’t going to tell her to shut up. Of course, she had her right to say whatever she wanted. He simply showed his discomfort with the whole situation. He narrowed his eyes when she told him what she’d do if he accidentally died one day. It would be even normal if it ended up happening. He had been on the verge of death many times. He didn’t reply and simply wanted for her to keep talking, as he had the feeling that she still had something left to say. It seemed she pulled out his own friends in that matter. He did have something to say about that. "At first I did want help… because I was scared but now I regret letting them help me… each time I see them wounded I feel terrible for not being able to protect them." he explained, gripping the fabric of his trousers "I can’t force them to stop helping me now, but I shouldn’t have involved them in the first place. That’s why I don’t want you to do the same. If you’d be devastated if I died, it’d be the same for me if you passed away." he finally looked back at her
She could understand what he wanted to say, and maybe what he thought was even right: it was terrible to see others get in danger because of you, she knew it very well. But if his friends wanted to help him, he should simply accept that fact and be thankful for it. That’s why she didn’t stop smiling, even if it was hard now to maintain the smile on her lips: she wanted him to understand that he didn’t have to sink into negativeness now. “I’m sure that, whenever your friends see you wounded, they think the same of you. They think that it’s their fault if they didn’t protect you… Because they do care about you”, she said softly. She turned her head so that she would be able to meet his gaze, and show him that she was smiling. “I’m not going to die… and you won’t either, because I will not allow this to happen”. Despite her calm expression, her voice was serious - way too serious, maybe. She was speaking seriously. “I don’t know how, but I won’t allow it”.
He didn’t know how to reply to her words. Mostly because she was right… but he didn’t want to admit it. He still wanted to insist that he didn’t want anyone else to get involved. Specially her. "I know they care but…" he muttered. He didn’t know how to continue that phrase. His gaze lowered, ditching away the rest of the sentence. "None of us have to die. I’ll still be in danger but it can’t be helped by now… but I’ll find a way to get through this. When you least expect it… the gates to the infernal world will have finally closed." he tried to reassure her. The waitress had decided that was a good moment to step in and serve the two cups of tea on the table, giving the boy a scare when he saw someone close. "Oh, thanks…" he said in a rush. The woman simply walked off without saying anything as Koichi glared at his drink.