[He shifts uncomfortably. He really doesn't like the theme of this conversation, or this uncommon melancholy. It's fine to have this sort of conversation with the others - but with Tamaki, it's just wrong. This guy was too pure to be having this discussion. He honestly regrets bringing it up.]
We'll be fine.
[And that's the end of it, for him. He quickly changes the subject, not caring how obviously abrupt it is. He just wants to stop talking about murders, dying, and sacrifices with Tamaki. Leave that sort of morbid talk to Kyouya, or Nekozawa or something.]
no subject
We'll be fine.
[And that's the end of it, for him. He quickly changes the subject, not caring how obviously abrupt it is. He just wants to stop talking about murders, dying, and sacrifices with Tamaki. Leave that sort of morbid talk to Kyouya, or Nekozawa or something.]
What do you guys actually do around here, anyway?