Ghost PCs feat. Himeko Inaba

[relentlesslyonwards]

he read your letter tho, that counts as an apology for eating someone right

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[relentlesslyonwards]

[Opens it even though she can phase through the door...! It's fine.]

Hey.

[resortghosts]

[ She actually prefers it this way, so that's not really that much of an issue for her. It's fine.

Also, wearing a visible left pink glove, which she can use to wave at him as she enters. ]

Hey.

Um. This conversation is going to get awkward real fast but you probably should have figured it out, but I was the one that joined you in the jacuzzi earlier.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[The glove is a nice touch, especially since it gives him at least some idea of where he should be looking for their conversation, even if he's still not 100% on where her face is. Anyways, he'll close the door so there's some privacy, even if he's the only one talking out loud.]

Haha. There aren't really that many ghosts who use code like you do, so yeah, I figured. So I guess we're going to continue that conversation here?

[resortghosts]

I mean, I guess we could?

Although I actually wanted to talk about other things besides that. Like what I brought up on Sunday by accident. Since that's what I wanted to talk about after Monday's meeting, but I didn't get the chance to.

[relentlesslyonwards]

Oh... [Right... that thing. He slowly rubs the back of his head, looking uncertain. Maybe they should sit down for this too, so he pulls out a chair for her at the table and seats himself on the other side.]

Alright. Uh... [...] So, how are we going to start this conversation, then?

[resortghosts]

[ Inaba is so grateful right now that he can't see her, although she can see him just fine without any issues.

But she does take that seat and just. . . does not type anything out for a good minute before typing out: ]

I guess I should just say that I really did mean what I said. Even if it's embarrassing to admit.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Similarly, he doesn't really do much of anything but stare at his tablet for some time after he receives the message, brows furrowing slightly.]

...Just to confirm, but you didn't mean that as a friend, did you?

[resortghosts]

[ This time, the reply is immediate: ]

Yes.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[A number of things flash through his face: confusion, hesitation, and then something a little more resigned. There's a short exhale from him to regain his composure before he manages to speak up, voice steady and level.]

...Inaba. You remember what I said that night, right? When I killed you?

[resortghosts]

[ She can see all that, but the message comes through easily. ]

I know. And I do. I'm not expecting anything out of it because of what you said, back then.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[He nods.]

I'm grateful, I really am. It's more than I expected, considering everything that went between us. I meant it when I said you were a friend -- you're an irreplaceable person to me, and I can't see that changing any time soon.

Thank you for telling me, Inaba. But, I can't accept your feelings for me. ...I'm sorry.

[resortghosts]

[ Again, there's silence. It's probably expected, given literally everything. And she knew that. She was very much aware of it, and still is, even now.

It takes her a bit to type anything and it's probably difficult to tell what she's feeling through text. ]

Don't apologize to me; you didn't do anything wrong in this case.

I came in being aware of all of that, and I decided to say it in spite of how many others would probably tell me not to. And at the very least, we can still be friends and talk.

Just forget I ever said anything. I'll be fine, anyway, since I still have the others that are here.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[There's a certain degree of tension that drains out of his body, leaving him slightly hunched in the chair. Still, there's a small, worried frown there as he reads the message over. It really would be easier if he could see or hear her somehow, because he's not entirely sure what to do in this kind of situation.]

Yeah. I'd like it if we could still chat.

But still... I don't think I can just forget something like that. Those were your earnest feelings -- regardless of how I felt, I don't think it's right for me to just... pretend it never happened.

[He sighs, and there's something self-derisive in the he does it.]

Sorry. It's pretty selfish of me to say that and expect things to go on like before, huh.

[resortghosts]

[ There's a bit of hesitation here and she actually has to force herself to remove the glove that she's wearing to make herself completely invisible to him so that he doesn't notice the way that her hand was trembling there for a second if he's attentive enough to catch that. ]

It's fine. If you don't forget it, then I will. That way, things can go back to the way it used to be.

It's better that way, right?