[Chizuru searches Hijikata's face for some twitch, a flickering of emotion on his usually dynamic face to betray some inkling of what he meant. She began to lose track of how long she had spent doing so, failing to realize that at this point she was probably staring.]
.....
[How could he tell her not to worry, when there was nothing to be said of him, or the others?] ...what is that supposed to mean?
[His face does finally twitch at her inquiry; no more than a typical scowl as he looks away yet again.]
It means exactly what I said.
[And before she can get a word in edgewise:] It's getting late, Chizuru.
[He can't hide how tired he is from his voice anymore. Or he just doesn't want to. And discussing his and his companions' imminent deaths wouldn't exactly help matters.]
[That doesn't answer her question, and only leads her to make assumptions. Hijikata, don't you realize that Bad Things happen when Chizuru's left to her own imagination?
Still, she takes a step back, distancing herself from the vice-commander. She brings her hands together and rests them in her lap.] I'm sorry to keep you up.
[He glances back over his shoulder with a strange look on his face. He didn't mean that to say she was keeping him up, but the opposite. He can't help but wonder if she already knows he won't be sleeping much tonight regardless and is only keeping up appearances. If that's the case, he isn't sure how he feels about it.
Finally he manages a curt:] You worry too much.
[And with that, he heads back to his room, no doubt leaving her with too much to worry about anyway. But it's not a conversation he feels like having right now. Not after everything he's already said.]
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[How could he tell her not to worry, when there was nothing to be said of him, or the others?] ...what is that supposed to mean?
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It means exactly what I said.
[And before she can get a word in edgewise:] It's getting late, Chizuru.
[He can't hide how tired he is from his voice anymore. Or he just doesn't want to. And discussing his and his companions' imminent deaths wouldn't exactly help matters.]
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Still, she takes a step back, distancing herself from the vice-commander. She brings her hands together and rests them in her lap.] I'm sorry to keep you up.
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Finally he manages a curt:] You worry too much.
[And with that, he heads back to his room, no doubt leaving her with too much to worry about anyway. But it's not a conversation he feels like having right now. Not after everything he's already said.]