[ izō makes a face and reaches over to pick up the teacup, peering down into it and sniffing it like he doesn't drink whatever they put in front of him at any number of crappy bars around town. but it's nothing to do with who prepared it and everything to do with the fact that it's just tea, but he drinks it so apparently, it's found to be adequate. ]
Why not? 'Cause ain'tcha datin' a god? An'—... well, I ain't that smart, so I ain't real good at... words.
[ and he's not blaming ryouma for the things he said, but it's difficult not to think of him saying them anyway. ]
He's still a person. And... I've never been with anyone else, so it's very new.
[Ehem. She does flush a little red as she says that and hides slightly behind her cup, taking another sip of the contents.]
No one is asking you to write a sonnet. [Imagining Izō reciting poetry... now there's an interesting mental image. She smiles to herself and looks down as she shakes her head.]
You just need to say what's in your heart. Why don't you tell me first. Think of it as practice. Think about Ryouma... and tell me what you're feeling.
Yeah, but... I dunno. It's like ya said the one time, y' like talkin'. Ain't even sure I got the words. Shit's all complicated. Probably doin' it all wrong anyway...
[ he has a lot of reasons to be unsure of what he's feeling. until very recently, people have questioned everything he's ever thought or felt or said. he doesn't have much confidence that anything in his own head is really valid, which is why he talks himself out of things constantly. ]
How'm I s'posed t' know how to do this? Ain't even good at bein' friends.
Oh, I don't know about that. I think you manage friendship quite well.
[Not that Jane is a difficult person to be friends with, but even she has her limits. If Izō had struck her as someone not worth her attention or effort she would not have continued to try and be his friend.]
Come on, Izō, won't you at least try?
[She reaches out for one of his knees and rubs it gently, giving him a reassuring smile.]
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Why not? 'Cause ain'tcha datin' a god? An'—... well, I ain't that smart, so I ain't real good at... words.
[ and he's not blaming ryouma for the things he said, but it's difficult not to think of him saying them anyway. ]
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[Ehem. She does flush a little red as she says that and hides slightly behind her cup, taking another sip of the contents.]
No one is asking you to write a sonnet. [Imagining Izō reciting poetry... now there's an interesting mental image. She smiles to herself and looks down as she shakes her head.]
You just need to say what's in your heart. Why don't you tell me first. Think of it as practice. Think about Ryouma... and tell me what you're feeling.
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[ he has a lot of reasons to be unsure of what he's feeling. until very recently, people have questioned everything he's ever thought or felt or said. he doesn't have much confidence that anything in his own head is really valid, which is why he talks himself out of things constantly. ]
How'm I s'posed t' know how to do this? Ain't even good at bein' friends.
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[Not that Jane is a difficult person to be friends with, but even she has her limits. If Izō had struck her as someone not worth her attention or effort she would not have continued to try and be his friend.]
Come on, Izō, won't you at least try?
[She reaches out for one of his knees and rubs it gently, giving him a reassuring smile.]
Just try.