backdating to sunday-ish

[cake_and_death]

[itp there is a man washing his:

hands

face

and mouth

out with soap. And he's eying the bathroom cleanser as if it might be the next logical step]

Comments

[esp_not_pms]

[...uh]

[esp_not_pms]

...judging from Mibu-san's reaction when I asked, it's Muraki's.

[cake_and_death]

[looks up]

I went with him.

[esp_not_pms]

We figured as much.

[cake_and_death]

I'm sorry.

[esp_not_pms]

What exactly are you apologizing for?

[cake_and_death]

I should have known better.

[and I feel like a traitor, a fool, I disgust myself and I must disgust you too...]

[esp_not_pms]

Because Muraki hasn't fooled people before.

[cake_and_death]

But I'm your partner!

[esp_not_pms]

You didn't remember that at the time. Or meeting Muraki.

[cake_and_death]

You told me. And I treated you terribly.

[esp_not_pms]

As most people would have, in the same situation.

[cake_and_death]

... it doesn't bother you?

[esp_not_pms]

Of course it does. That doesn't mean I blame you for it.

[cake_and_death]

[...this is a strange and confusing concept, given all my self-loathing]

[esp_not_pms]

[...I can wait for you to puzzle through it]