[He stands at the doorframe, one arm extended and reaching out to clasp his other elbow, not even surprised at the way Achilles goes right to the point. It's reassuring to know that he's not pushing him out and away, and Ryuji nods soberly.]
I'm sorry. [For a second, he just stands there, eyes shifting upwards towards Achilles, and just the sight of him makes the lump in his throat grow. The fight still felt fresh, but more than anything in the world, he doesn't want to come to a heated moment with him again out of his own stupidity. So he opens his mouth to keep going on, to explain more, but in the end he closes it instead and doesn't let his words betray him.
He remembers all the times with his friends- the times they told him to use his words, to think through things before he commits to it. And it's hard for Ryuji, really hard, because so much of what he does is fueled by instinct and he wants to just burst at the seams with plenitudes of what he was wrong about.]
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I'm sorry. [For a second, he just stands there, eyes shifting upwards towards Achilles, and just the sight of him makes the lump in his throat grow. The fight still felt fresh, but more than anything in the world, he doesn't want to come to a heated moment with him again out of his own stupidity. So he opens his mouth to keep going on, to explain more, but in the end he closes it instead and doesn't let his words betray him.
He remembers all the times with his friends- the times they told him to use his words, to think through things before he commits to it. And it's hard for Ryuji, really hard, because so much of what he does is fueled by instinct and he wants to just burst at the seams with plenitudes of what he was wrong about.]
Can I uh... Can I come in or would it be weird?