[ binch stop running ]

[constellates]

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[soba]

... soba again?

[ he doesn't sound annoyed or upset about it. if anything there's a slightly bemused tone to his voice. ]

[constellates]

[well

she just looks unsure now,]

... if you like it, I made it but... Разные? Anya can make other thing?

[soba]

No. This is fine.

[ it's a comfort food. ]

[constellates]

[she nods then and will step forward - ]

Войти? Then... Anya can come in? We can eat together.

[soba]

... yeah, sure.

[ he will step back more fully inside, allowing her to step in after him. ]

[constellates]

[that shouldn't be enough to make her happy but anya's easily pleased so]

Спасибо. Thank you.

[she will do so, bringing the tray of their soba along]

How... are you feeling?

[that's

that's an open-ended enough question after toi killed a man right]

[soba]

Tired.

[ for a lot of different reasons, and it's probably the word that best summarizes...

well, everything. ]

[constellates]

[ . . . ]

Остальные. Rest soon please.

[she'll say that softly even as she goes to put the tray down and offers one bowl of soba out to him]

Had to do something scary.... [a beat] Not your fault. You know this, yes?

[soba]

I know. Sometimes bad things just happen and there's not really anything you can do about it.

[ it's just how life is. there's no point in saying otherwise. ]

[constellates]

[ . . . look, she was the one who said it but

now she's frowning]

... Still should not have been you.

[she's going to complain (read: write a strongly worded letter) to master blue about so many things but this is a big one]

[soba]

Well, it's better me than someone like you or the dog.

[ just.

the dog. ]

[constellates]

[she pouts]

... I - could do it....

[probably]

Oружие? ... Does Toi know how to use gun?

[soba]

[ there's a pause, like he's seriously considering saying something. ]

... yeah, actually.

Although now I'm pretty sure people think I can't.

[constellates]

[ . . . ]

Исправление? What are you telling them?

[a beat]

... Anya will say what you say.

[soba]

They've just been assuming otherwise. And I haven't been correcting them.

[ he shrugs ]

It's easier that way, anyway. You don't have to answer any questions.

[constellates]

Конфиденциальность? Do you still not want me to ask questions about you?

[she

isn't sure, given that he's told her the truth?]

[soba]

[ honestly, she was just the first person who actually asked him instead of making an assumption. so he was nice. ]

Is learning about someone else really that important to you?

[constellates]

[toi is a good boy!

she looks thoughtful about that question though - and will actually start to have some soba to sort of fill up the space]

... Да. Even if we have to say bye later... or something happens...

I still want to know you now.

[soba]

[ well, since she started eating hers, he'll try his own. ]

What's the point if we never see each other again?

[constellates]

[it, presumably, is good because anya didn't lose her taste buds]

Mm... Even if we do not meet again -

Забыть? Will you forget this time?

[soba]

I'm not really sure how I can forget getting kidnapped to a weird murder house.

[ even if he would prefer to ]

[constellates]

[she kind of gets it

but she nods]

Mm. So you will carry memories with you, even when not together.

Cвязь... Even when apart, I will remember you. And care for you. So I want to know you, more and more.

[she would admittedly say this to anyone but poor toi was the one who got on this topic with her, so here's max embarrassing]

[soba]

[ jesus fucking christ anya

he actually starts coughing ]

Who the hell says things like that?!

[constellates]

[oh

she picks up a napkin to offer to him]

Травма... Your injury...

[anyway welcome to idolm@ster, where monologues are about friendship and dreams instead of murder and corpse mountains]

[soba]

Forget the injury. Don't do that again.

[ it HURT him ]