[Don’t look at him like that, Konoha. All he can see, all he can hope to interpret, are signs of him disappointing her. He can barely steel himself to look at the strain and despondency sketched across her face. Can barely force himself to look anywhere else but her features, but manages by way of some small, unfortunate miracle, made only easier because she won’t meet his own gaze.]
Promise me you won’t tell anyone else.
[That glimpse into what ails him. He’ll barely admit to it himself.]
What I just said… if you’d please keep it to yourself.
[She wants to tell. Wants to tell Arenvald, who she'd said she would help support Connor with... she didn't understand, but whatever was troubling him. Wants to tell Mikuni, to ask for his advice...
But the idea that it might hurt Connor if she did, that she might lose the trust of someone she considered a friend despite how much he professed to not feel things like love the same way people did...
Konoha sadly extends her pinky finger and holds it up to swear.]
[It's all he needs to know. It doesn't make him feel better, not by even a fraction of a degree, but it just means that he can wrap himself back up into how he felt before they had this conversation, that this crack in the armor won't be relayed to the others, so then all the better for it.
It's not a gesture that he's used to, but he knows the meaning behind it. Reaching up with his hand, in an almost too-perfect gesture he hooks a pinky around hers.]
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Promise me you won’t tell anyone else.
[That glimpse into what ails him. He’ll barely admit to it himself.]
What I just said… if you’d please keep it to yourself.
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But the idea that it might hurt Connor if she did, that she might lose the trust of someone she considered a friend despite how much he professed to not feel things like love the same way people did...
Konoha sadly extends her pinky finger and holds it up to swear.]
I promise.
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It's not a gesture that he's used to, but he knows the meaning behind it. Reaching up with his hand, in an almost too-perfect gesture he hooks a pinky around hers.]
...Thank you.