Shouichi turned his head away, under the pretense of inspecting his new headphones. He didn't want to hear this, didn't want to be there when Byakuran spoke of his sins out loud. If the man didn't say anything, and if Shouichi ignored the reports and body counts, then he could pretend they were merely the leaders of something else, of a college club that had grown entirely far too big.
Even while he conspired with the enemy against him, he didn't want to fully admit to himself how evil his best friend truly was.
"And they really are silly," he awkwardly agreed, with a lot less humor than he'd hoped to inflect in his voice. Shouichi cleared his throat and reached for the headphones he'd been staring at. "I think I'll rest in my room before my flight. So if you'll excuse me, Byakuran-san..."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2012-04-02 08:29 am (UTC)Even while he conspired with the enemy against him, he didn't want to fully admit to himself how evil his best friend truly was.
"And they really are silly," he awkwardly agreed, with a lot less humor than he'd hoped to inflect in his voice. Shouichi cleared his throat and reached for the headphones he'd been staring at. "I think I'll rest in my room before my flight. So if you'll excuse me, Byakuran-san..."