" . . . Hmph. "
He finally pulls his hand away.
" Let's do this: you and I get together for a bite to eat, and you tell me more about these Orokin and that Ballas, how does that sound? If you want I can get wine."
". . . So, you don't remember much about yourself back then, huh. .."
That complicated the things, but at the same time, it made them even more interesting.
"Well, in that case, you didn't dress badly, I like the colors."
I am not stuck in my past.
I am trying to remember it.
The only thing Iโve learned recently is that this outfit of mine is an infested mix of the one I wore back then.
His fingers stopped moving; he stared at his hand, then at her face.
Damn, what had come over him? How embarrassing. . .He wanted to pull his hand away but didn't dare.
(She genuinely has no idea what heโs doing. But she doesnโt really do anything about it?)
Living in a world where your civilization is gone. Most traces collected.
Itโs insane, at times.
"I guess Im glad that dint happen. . . "
He spread his fingers across her cheek and caressed it, or at least tried to; it had been a long time since he had shown such gestures of affection or similar.
Pfftโฆ canโt get worse than me.
There is a literal rot taking over my face.
If it had fully taken its course, this helmet of mine would be my face.
(Resting a hand on her hip)
He slowly moved his hand away, no longer pointing it her your face.
". . . I haven't even shown you my face, and yet you're considering giving me some kind of chance. I could even be uglier than you, you know?"
It seemed like another one of his joking comments, but it wasn't.
I didnโt say that.
I was making a comparison.
(Gasping as she removes her neuroptics)
Can you not see this infestation eating away?
Hah! Why would you be any bit interested?
"Don't think I'll be another one of your little toys, understood?"
He turned and closed the distance between them, pointing a finger that he close to the girl's face.
Itโs simply how our lives went.
Dates are a great source of excitement in our dull lives.
They were in mine, certainly!
But since the fall, I donโt really socialize. Mainly because I donโt have much control over myself.
"Oh, right. . . "
He pretended not to care what she said, crossing his arms and turning his back on her. The reality? It bothered him, and what bothers him even more is not understanding why.
". . . Itโs the first time in many years that a woman has admitted she wants to go on a date with me."
His tone of voice show up how he was embarrassed.