[ thinking the best of people is so often a mistake, ryuu. people let you down, and believing in them so innocently will get you killed. nevermind that there are people kogami still believes in, nevermind that he cherishes the idea of faith and kindness even if he's steeped in world-weary cynicism.
ryuu is perhaps one of those people, he thinks. people like tsunemori, softness with that hint of steel, maybe, who smile readily at people they've only just met, who don't automatically consider all the things that could go wrong. after all, kogami killed one of the last guys he could have considered being friends with.
but they digress. one of the other purple ones is waddling up behind ryuu now, looking up at him hopefully. ]
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ryuu is perhaps one of those people, he thinks. people like tsunemori, softness with that hint of steel, maybe, who smile readily at people they've only just met, who don't automatically consider all the things that could go wrong. after all, kogami killed one of the last guys he could have considered being friends with.
but they digress. one of the other purple ones is waddling up behind ryuu now, looking up at him hopefully. ]
Are you asking me to cook for you?
[ kogami asks, amused. is he teasing? maybe. ]