[She flinches away from him on instinct when his hands come to her head and then to her hand - she can't help it. Chizuru is thoroughly convinced that he must absolutely detest her for ruining his plans, and so she isn't able to take the gesture for what it is. When a Nagumo has been angry with her in the past, after all, it was never comfort they offered.
She shakes her head when he says her name.]
No—
[And again when he asks her to look.]
No..!
[But the protests are whimpers, perhaps so quiet he can't hear, and when he speaks again, I need you to look at me, how can she refuse? He needs it, after all, and she owes him, because she ruined him, ruined everything, doomed his friends, all in the guise of bringing him a salvation he didn't actually need—
She looks up, but she is only able to hold his gaze for a moment or two before she casts her eyes to the side, trembling and terrified. But at the very least, she doesn't turn her head back down.]
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She shakes her head when he says her name.]
No—
[And again when he asks her to look.]
No..!
[But the protests are whimpers, perhaps so quiet he can't hear, and when he speaks again, I need you to look at me, how can she refuse? He needs it, after all, and she owes him, because she ruined him, ruined everything, doomed his friends, all in the guise of bringing him a salvation he didn't actually need—
She looks up, but she is only able to hold his gaze for a moment or two before she casts her eyes to the side, trembling and terrified. But at the very least, she doesn't turn her head back down.]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm— I'm so sorry...