Hate to burst your bubble, but I wouldn't count on trust between us developing for sure.
[Though Zen can't deny the possibility of them becoming friends. He doesn't hate straightforward simpletons like Titus. And he can't deny that despite the blond's irritating inquisitiveness, he has been kind to Zen, even extremely so.
Zen clicks his tongue as his mind — now clear, unlike last time — dwells on the idea of opening up to the blond. But he quickly dismisses the thought.
As he keeps walking, almost reaching the building, he mulls over Titus' last question. That didn't make any sense, he had just bluntly expressed his intentions, putting it in clear words that they will part ways as soon as they reach his apartment and—]
Hm? [He halts, realization dawning on him a little bit too late.]
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[Though Zen can't deny the possibility of them becoming friends. He doesn't hate straightforward simpletons like Titus. And he can't deny that despite the blond's irritating inquisitiveness, he has been kind to Zen, even extremely so.
Zen clicks his tongue as his mind — now clear, unlike last time — dwells on the idea of opening up to the blond. But he quickly dismisses the thought.
As he keeps walking, almost reaching the building, he mulls over Titus' last question. That didn't make any sense, he had just bluntly expressed his intentions, putting it in clear words that they will part ways as soon as they reach his apartment and—]
Hm? [He halts, realization dawning on him a little bit too late.]