[An accessory to a crime. There's something about that which feels so desperately ironic he almost wants to laugh. Waking up handcuffed would be more punishment than he's ever received for his role in things, and some part of him almost hopes for it. The offer, on the other hand, catches him off guard. Not because he's surprised Kitsuragi would be willing to offer, exactly; he knew if he admitted he has nowhere to go, it'd come. But he hadn't expected the older man to catch on quite so easily. Maybe he should've lied.
Now that the offer's on the table, though, he's -- conflicted. There's a young, wounded part of him that wants to accept the safety and comfort of not being alone with only the violence behind his eyelids, of having someone there that cares but doesn't pry. It's drowned out by the much larger part of him that says he doesn't deserve it. And besides, it's clear enough that Kitsuragi would have rather he gone elsewhere, and it's only being offered to him out of a sense of obligation. Shinjiro isn't offended by that; Kitsuragi is a good man. Plenty of others would never have invited him inside in the first place.
He sets the mug in its proper place in the dish rack to buy himself another moment to think. Eventually, he turns back to the older man, and asks:]
...Is that something you'd wanna know? If someone might come in?
[He's genuinely not looking for an excuse to stay, yet the point the older man had raised was an interesting one. He doesn't care what might happen to him, but possibly learning something about the way this town works might be worth the inconvenience of putting him up. He can be gone first thing in the morning, if it doesn't happen.]
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Date: 2023-08-31 10:53 pm (UTC)Now that the offer's on the table, though, he's -- conflicted. There's a young, wounded part of him that wants to accept the safety and comfort of not being alone with only the violence behind his eyelids, of having someone there that cares but doesn't pry. It's drowned out by the much larger part of him that says he doesn't deserve it. And besides, it's clear enough that Kitsuragi would have rather he gone elsewhere, and it's only being offered to him out of a sense of obligation. Shinjiro isn't offended by that; Kitsuragi is a good man. Plenty of others would never have invited him inside in the first place.
He sets the mug in its proper place in the dish rack to buy himself another moment to think. Eventually, he turns back to the older man, and asks:]
...Is that something you'd wanna know? If someone might come in?
[He's genuinely not looking for an excuse to stay, yet the point the older man had raised was an interesting one. He doesn't care what might happen to him, but possibly learning something about the way this town works might be worth the inconvenience of putting him up. He can be gone first thing in the morning, if it doesn't happen.]