And in the mirror his eyes go very very round as all at once he realises he'd fallen into the habit, without even noticing he's been doing so, of compartmentalising all the different social spheres he moves through.
"My height, green eyes, distressingly buff, has a smile that lights up the room?" Who else could it be?
"It's pronounced Suzaku. Kururugi Suzaku." He rattles that name off with a perfect Japanese accent even as his expression turns deeply awkward. "And I've known him since I was ten. He's the one who killed me."
He pulls away from her, needing a moment to regroup outside. This is a mess. She's drunk and soulhurt and he's been keeping her in a fenced little enclosure he's privately named 'Lamperouge, aged 30' that he's going to have to open just a little.
He pauses just before exiting, suddenly realising that he's given all the wrong impression.
"He's the best man I know, though he doesn't believe it's true. You can trust him Annie, but be gentle - he's been hurt by the world for so long he believes he deserves punishment."
He strides out then to go and make the tea - one for himself, because he needs something for the conversation, and one for her despite her rejecting the idea because it's good for her and he's sure she'll change her mind if she sees him sipping his.
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"My height, green eyes, distressingly buff, has a smile that lights up the room?" Who else could it be?
"It's pronounced Suzaku. Kururugi Suzaku." He rattles that name off with a perfect Japanese accent even as his expression turns deeply awkward. "And I've known him since I was ten. He's the one who killed me."
He pulls away from her, needing a moment to regroup outside. This is a mess. She's drunk and soulhurt and he's been keeping her in a fenced little enclosure he's privately named 'Lamperouge, aged 30' that he's going to have to open just a little.
He pauses just before exiting, suddenly realising that he's given all the wrong impression.
"He's the best man I know, though he doesn't believe it's true. You can trust him Annie, but be gentle - he's been hurt by the world for so long he believes he deserves punishment."
He strides out then to go and make the tea - one for himself, because he needs something for the conversation, and one for her despite her rejecting the idea because it's good for her and he's sure she'll change her mind if she sees him sipping his.