His shoulders stiffen, first as they walk and then again as she shows him the page. He doesn't share what he got back, concerned that it will mean giving Misa more revelations and feelings that... wouldn't be conducive to the dynamic they're trying to reestablish.
He massages his aching temple, sighing as more and more comes to light.
"I'm not angry," he says after a moment. "So please don't think that. On an intellectual level, I know that it's not your fault. But I wish you'd shared these things sooner... I feel like if you really trusted me, like you said you did that night we agreed to date, you would have."
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He massages his aching temple, sighing as more and more comes to light.
"I'm not angry," he says after a moment. "So please don't think that. On an intellectual level, I know that it's not your fault. But I wish you'd shared these things sooner... I feel like if you really trusted me, like you said you did that night we agreed to date, you would have."