[ HOW MANY LOOPS ARE YOU GOING TO THROW HIM FOR TODAY
this is normally the point in the conversation where yin yu would cut and run, but anaido's surprise tactic worked brilliantly, and he's struck again as he stands, fingers still in the flowers, stunned.
eventually, his hand drops, and he looks away, obviously so even with his face hidden. ] ...Is that so? That's very kind of you, sir.
[ it's an automatic response, the stiff and polite mannerism of a servant: you can almost hear the "i don't know why." really, yin yu hasn't forgiven himself for what happened-- and probably never will. ]
[ ha... that is an interesting take on that. yin yu doesn't laugh, but he's a little incredulous. ]
You know how strange it sounds that you're grateful to me for killing him? [ he's just checking. anaido's point does make sense but that doesn't mean it's not absurd.
it's mostly rhetorical, though, so. he stops himself, knowing he sounds impolite, and shakes his head to stop himself. ] ....I understand what you're saying.
I'm a brilliant detective whose role means survival doesn't matter. He is a dead man walking the earth. He and I have differing views on death than most people, haha.
[But its true. If they hadn't died, they wouldn't have been drawn to each other like they did.]
So, I don't want you to beat yourself up or anything. I am not mad, and never will be. I just felt that...you could do more for him than me. As far as what you offered. I still feel that way, a little.
[ that is fair enough. it's not like his own views aren't a little skewed, either - few people would have thought "reincarnation" upon the realization that they had murdered someone and not of their own volition, but here yin yu was. ]
With all due respect, sir, those two things are beyond comparison. There's nothing I could do to make up for what I did.
[ a little more bitterly than normal, but, it's already out. yin yu shoves it down, feeling the urge to scrub at his face but ignoring it, for the time being. ] ...Alright. [ he says, eventually, clearly still skittish, clearly still uncomfortable but maybe like 10% less than he was before? who knows. ] Then--that's fine. Thank you for telling me.
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[And before Yin Yu can even complain, he whips out something from seemingly out of nowhere, placing it on the other's head.]
[Its a flower crown interlaid with purple flowers.]
There you go. You look good!
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its this.
very slowly, he reaches up to touch his hand to it. ]
I. ...thank you?
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[His cheerful look softens.]
...I'm not mad at you, you know.
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this is normally the point in the conversation where yin yu would cut and run, but anaido's surprise tactic worked brilliantly, and he's struck again as he stands, fingers still in the flowers, stunned.
eventually, his hand drops, and he looks away, obviously so even with his face hidden. ] ...Is that so? That's very kind of you, sir.
[ it's an automatic response, the stiff and polite mannerism of a servant: you can almost hear the "i don't know why." really, yin yu hasn't forgiven himself for what happened-- and probably never will. ]
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[He shakes his head.]
You know, if you hadn't done what you did, I wouldn't have gotten to know Wen Ning. So...I'm grateful to you, actually.
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You know how strange it sounds that you're grateful to me for killing him? [ he's just checking. anaido's point does make sense but that doesn't mean it's not absurd.
it's mostly rhetorical, though, so. he stops himself, knowing he sounds impolite, and shakes his head to stop himself. ] ....I understand what you're saying.
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[But its true. If they hadn't died, they wouldn't have been drawn to each other like they did.]
So, I don't want you to beat yourself up or anything. I am not mad, and never will be. I just felt that...you could do more for him than me. As far as what you offered. I still feel that way, a little.
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With all due respect, sir, those two things are beyond comparison. There's nothing I could do to make up for what I did.
[ a little more bitterly than normal, but, it's already out. yin yu shoves it down, feeling the urge to scrub at his face but ignoring it, for the time being. ] ...Alright. [ he says, eventually, clearly still skittish, clearly still uncomfortable but maybe like 10% less than he was before? who knows. ] Then--that's fine. Thank you for telling me.
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[He grins, suddenly, and then reaches forward, grabbing Yin Yu's hands and clasping them tight.]
How about you make up for it by being my friend? You have to repay it somehow, right?
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I--I suppose. [ shrinking..... but not saying no..... ]
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[He shakes their hands, three times. BULLYING INTO FRIENDSHIP]
I'm so happy! Lets go hang out...as friends!
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...now? [ rip to yin yu, bullied officially into a friendship...... ]
also tags this back i guess
[Time to go look at the flowers! Yes, he's grabbing the man by his hand.]
Do you like flowers, Yin Yu?