The words in his mind were honest. Minoru could feel them beyond simply hearing them. He knew they were true.
The only way Isamu knew something was going on was when Minoru nodded wordlessly in Newton’s direction. (Whether Minoru had enough presence of mind to forgive himself was another matter. He was still under the influence of Anthean empathy, just a different Anthean.)
Isamu let go of Minoru’s arm when he felt his weight steady. Newton was right about that.
“I still think it would be for the best if we turned in for the night.” Isamu encouraged. He did look back at Newton, offering a simple, “thank you.” It lacked verbose embellishments, but it was sincere.
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Date: 2020-11-22 03:18 pm (UTC)The only way Isamu knew something was going on was when Minoru nodded wordlessly in Newton’s direction. (Whether Minoru had enough presence of mind to forgive himself was another matter. He was still under the influence of Anthean empathy, just a different Anthean.)
Isamu let go of Minoru’s arm when he felt his weight steady. Newton was right about that.
“I still think it would be for the best if we turned in for the night.” Isamu encouraged. He did look back at Newton, offering a simple, “thank you.” It lacked verbose embellishments, but it was sincere.