Souji is well aware that he wants to know everything, wants to pick the concept of anyone loving Okita Souji this much apart and study the components, as if truth is some kind of tangible matter that can be found if you look hard enough.
It's greedy, and selfish. He's not ashamed as such, but he can still make the choice not to ask for something like that, so he doesn't. Instead he turns his gaze back to the photo album as if drawn to it, flicking a couple of pages at random. There he is again, maybe fifteen or so and wearing some sort of training gear, disheveled and sweaty and asleep on the grass, as if he'd been resting after practice of some kind and had simply drifted off. The next picture is awkwardly angled, as he's clearly holding the camera himself, laughingly pointing at Hijikata, who appears to be asleep over a desk with an ink stain on his cheek - revenge, perhaps, for the first picture.
"It looks like I was around quite a lot. Didn't you ever grow tired of me? I'm a pretty exhausting person to have around, that's what everyone says. Or does it just look that way in the pictures, and I wasn't really... with you all the time?"
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Souji is well aware that he wants to know everything, wants to pick the concept of anyone loving Okita Souji this much apart and study the components, as if truth is some kind of tangible matter that can be found if you look hard enough.
It's greedy, and selfish. He's not ashamed as such, but he can still make the choice not to ask for something like that, so he doesn't. Instead he turns his gaze back to the photo album as if drawn to it, flicking a couple of pages at random. There he is again, maybe fifteen or so and wearing some sort of training gear, disheveled and sweaty and asleep on the grass, as if he'd been resting after practice of some kind and had simply drifted off. The next picture is awkwardly angled, as he's clearly holding the camera himself, laughingly pointing at Hijikata, who appears to be asleep over a desk with an ink stain on his cheek - revenge, perhaps, for the first picture.
"It looks like I was around quite a lot. Didn't you ever grow tired of me? I'm a pretty exhausting person to have around, that's what everyone says. Or does it just look that way in the pictures, and I wasn't really... with you all the time?"