[It's such a simple thing to say too, with almost no deeper meaning to most people. 'You're fun'. Of course, who would hang around someone who wasn't fun? Who would come to his house, stay there for almost six months and counting if she didn't think he was fun. It's simple to figure out--anyone could. And yet here Kaneda is, hanging onto every word that escapes her lips as if they were something new.
'You're fun'. She thought he was fun....
His smile casts down to the blacktop, fiddling with a piece of fuzz caught on his shirt.]
Heh, well I hope so. Don't think I'd live with myself if I kept you around and wasn't...
[It's an attempt to make things lighter, but even his voice is struggling to say what his brain really means. You know what you WANT to say, Kaneda...
You've never had a problem saying what's on your mind before. What's so different now?]
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'You're fun'. She thought he was fun....
His smile casts down to the blacktop, fiddling with a piece of fuzz caught on his shirt.]
Heh, well I hope so. Don't think I'd live with myself if I kept you around and wasn't...
[It's an attempt to make things lighter, but even his voice is struggling to say what his brain really means. You know what you WANT to say, Kaneda...
You've never had a problem saying what's on your mind before. What's so different now?]
You're fun too.
[Close, but that wasn't it.]