It wasn't said maliciously or harshly or anything. In fact, Yamato sounded weary, lifting a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Honestly... Shijima was an idiot. Yamato couldn't understand him no matter how much he tried. Friends? Fine, whatever, if Shijima wanted to view him like that, he could. Yamato didn't have the energy to correct him.
However... now that the initial instability of his anger had passed, Yamato realised that Shijima spoke the truth. He did need to get a handle on his shameful behaviour somehow. Lapsing into a rabid sort of fury, being so weak to it that it could be used against him like a weapon... no, Yamato needed to iron out that weakness, cut it out like an infection if he had to.
But how? Shijima said people would help him, but he didn't particularly feel comfortable in exposing his soft underbelly to them. Not Shijima, not Kaito, not Hitoshura, not- Ideo. He felt ashamed. He wanted to be empty again.
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It wasn't said maliciously or harshly or anything. In fact, Yamato sounded weary, lifting a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Honestly... Shijima was an idiot. Yamato couldn't understand him no matter how much he tried. Friends? Fine, whatever, if Shijima wanted to view him like that, he could. Yamato didn't have the energy to correct him.
However... now that the initial instability of his anger had passed, Yamato realised that Shijima spoke the truth. He did need to get a handle on his shameful behaviour somehow. Lapsing into a rabid sort of fury, being so weak to it that it could be used against him like a weapon... no, Yamato needed to iron out that weakness, cut it out like an infection if he had to.
But how? Shijima said people would help him, but he didn't particularly feel comfortable in exposing his soft underbelly to them. Not Shijima, not Kaito, not Hitoshura, not- Ideo. He felt ashamed. He wanted to be empty again.