[He's sorry that Miyuki has to be apart of this, sorry that he got them off track. No stranger to self-blaming, he's certain there's other sins he can't find the names or descriptions to that he's committed since they've woken up. He woke Miyuki up with a sin, didn't he? He's only been doing bad things since the start, not been at all the kind of person Miyuki ought to be trapped with. He might crumble easily to tears, but it makes him no less heartfelt, utterly sincere.
They slow, and he manages to calm himself, leaving him with an innocently stupefied visage for what he's heard; expression alone asking, You mean—
Miyuki isn't going to leave him alone. Whatever his qualms are, even if they've stuttered to stops, he's trying, which is more than Alois feels he's rightly owed. And, he should behave more appreciatively, shouldn't he?
The other boy has no obligations to go as far as his teasing, and blue-eyes well up once more to know this, but before they've fallen again, Alois tries to interrupt the embarrassment of his continual, helpless weeping by throwing himself into replying,]
Ah! I- I'll do it! [So earnest, reaching for lapels. Miyuki doesn't know, or perhaps he has the cognizance to be clued in by already figuring out earlier that Alois has a penchant for lying, but he's in extremely rare sights: this clumsy, wholly honest display. No smoky gaze, or curling lips, or figurative purring. None of the false gestures he's used to captive in his lifetime before, just Alois, for a moment, purely setting to start helping him free of suit jacket.
It's an accident, Alois wanting to be in the moment with Miyuki, and he winces in that telltale way, one hand straying to go to his neck, but he remembers the girl, and he's fine in the next second with exhalation.]
I mean, [she's speaking now, possessing Alois, who becomes a little ghost stealing hopeful glances up at the boy hidden behind gangster.] You'd like me to do it, wouldn't you? [Angling into him, tugging jacket down shoulders as far as she can get them by leaning in this way.]
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They slow, and he manages to calm himself, leaving him with an innocently stupefied visage for what he's heard; expression alone asking, You mean—
Miyuki isn't going to leave him alone. Whatever his qualms are, even if they've stuttered to stops, he's trying, which is more than Alois feels he's rightly owed. And, he should behave more appreciatively, shouldn't he?
The other boy has no obligations to go as far as his teasing, and blue-eyes well up once more to know this, but before they've fallen again, Alois tries to interrupt the embarrassment of his continual, helpless weeping by throwing himself into replying,]
Ah! I- I'll do it! [So earnest, reaching for lapels. Miyuki doesn't know, or perhaps he has the cognizance to be clued in by already figuring out earlier that Alois has a penchant for lying, but he's in extremely rare sights: this clumsy, wholly honest display. No smoky gaze, or curling lips, or figurative purring. None of the false gestures he's used to captive in his lifetime before, just Alois, for a moment, purely setting to start helping him free of suit jacket.
It's an accident, Alois wanting to be in the moment with Miyuki, and he winces in that telltale way, one hand straying to go to his neck, but he remembers the girl, and he's fine in the next second with exhalation.]
I mean, [she's speaking now, possessing Alois, who becomes a little ghost stealing hopeful glances up at the boy hidden behind gangster.] You'd like me to do it, wouldn't you? [Angling into him, tugging jacket down shoulders as far as she can get them by leaning in this way.]