“Then don’t go trying to convince me not to come back,” Aoba countered, voice as warm as his hand even though he pulled the latter away a couple moments after it was freed.
Aoba slipped into the other seat (did that make him the universe’s most useless copilot?), removing Ren from his bag and settling him on his lap. The Allmate was still alert despite his silence, pointed little ears gently going flat as Aoba idly petted him. He wasn’t feeling sad or homesick this time around, thankfully. His newly-learned upset with the real situation that Declan faced as a Guardian shifted his thoughts so they were central to how he felt, rather than Aoba’s own.
“I won’t have ‘everything’ back in Midorijima. I won’t have you. So you just let me worry about the time I spend between my two homes, okay? You only have to be responsible for looking after this one.”
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Aoba slipped into the other seat (did that make him the universe’s most useless copilot?), removing Ren from his bag and settling him on his lap. The Allmate was still alert despite his silence, pointed little ears gently going flat as Aoba idly petted him. He wasn’t feeling sad or homesick this time around, thankfully. His newly-learned upset with the real situation that Declan faced as a Guardian shifted his thoughts so they were central to how he felt, rather than Aoba’s own.
“I won’t have ‘everything’ back in Midorijima. I won’t have you. So you just let me worry about the time I spend between my two homes, okay? You only have to be responsible for looking after this one.”