[ Everything in her ears instantly silences. The room goes dead, and she feels the widening of Aki's eyes worse than a splinter in her gut, a blow to the face. But why is that? Her mouth opens to… do what, she isn't even sure of. So the only thing someone like Denji can do is take what she's told. Watch as the older woman takes off, the clip of her loafers trailing after her.
That's as good a sign as any that she fudged that interaction. She'd known Aki was broken up over her old buddy, but don't people get over that stuff after a while? People get hurt and die all the time — in attacks, on accident, on purpose. From what details she gleaned in the debrief, that Himeno was lucky enough to choose. The same kind of choice that drives Aki to lop off her life as easily as discarding the browning edges of a piece of produce.
Well, nothing she can do to manage her senior's moods.
Whenever Aki returns, Denji's parked by the window. It's dark out, but she can still see the walking silhouettes of some other hunters, likely having gotten off their shift, leaving to catch the train for the night. There's a can of warm jasmine tea cupped between her hands, another one just like it atop Aki's desk — both signs that she'd forgone her orders and left the room at some point to go poke at the vending machine. ]
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That's as good a sign as any that she fudged that interaction. She'd known Aki was broken up over her old buddy, but don't people get over that stuff after a while? People get hurt and die all the time — in attacks, on accident, on purpose. From what details she gleaned in the debrief, that Himeno was lucky enough to choose. The same kind of choice that drives Aki to lop off her life as easily as discarding the browning edges of a piece of produce.
Well, nothing she can do to manage her senior's moods.
Whenever Aki returns, Denji's parked by the window. It's dark out, but she can still see the walking silhouettes of some other hunters, likely having gotten off their shift, leaving to catch the train for the night. There's a can of warm jasmine tea cupped between her hands, another one just like it atop Aki's desk — both signs that she'd forgone her orders and left the room at some point to go poke at the vending machine. ]