[somewhere in their little conversation, Renji had managed to pull the mask down from over his mouth, so as Riku leaves he pipes up (in a voice all cracked and croaky that very clearly punctuates how close he'd been to never piping up again - but then again, for the number of times in his life he's used this voice it hardly means a thing to him anymore):]
Sorry. Didn't mean t'-- [a swallow, clearing away some of the sludge of sleep] worry ya.
[she lowers her head and clenches her fists that rests on her lap.]
You men are all the same. -- Always keeping secrets from the people you care about most. You do it to think it would protect us, but it's only hurting us more...
M'not tryin'a protect ya from anythin'. If y'can disappear inta outer space an' make it back mostly alive, ya don't need shelterin'.
[his gaze, flaring in a pale face, stares unflinchingly out at her. despite his belief in his response, his voice is soft - an explanation, not an admonition, because honestly he's not sure where the line's drawn in rights just now.]
A secret's jus' that, isn't it? S'a secret. An' it's mine, Maka. Don't act like ya got a right t'know.
[Renji's eyes roll to stare at the ceiling for a moment, quietly considering. and then he glances back at Maka, tone still soft behind the crackly unpleasantness despite her outburst]
Y'know when y'told me about yer buddy? That he kissed ya?
Well I kissed mine, too. An' I shouldn't've. I didn't have a damn clue what t'do about it, so I ran away.
[it's not the entire picture, but it's a section more than he'd willingly divulge to too many others, evident from the way his focus moves to a point just above her head-- it's embarrassing to talk about, maybe even hard to think about, but he'll share with her]
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