[Sousei is aware that Tenka normally would've thrown that towel, okay. And while Sousei an admit he's been exhausted, weirdly so, he still doesn't want that.
He sets the cup aside and snags the towel, wiping off his hands.]
I'm sure of it, yes. Everything is fine. [Maybe if he says it enough, it will become true.
It's strange, though, how hearing those words can send a pang through him, even after they once managed to settle him completely.]
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[Sousei is aware that Tenka normally would've thrown that towel, okay. And while Sousei an admit he's been exhausted, weirdly so, he still doesn't want that.
He sets the cup aside and snags the towel, wiping off his hands.]
I'm sure of it, yes. Everything is fine. [Maybe if he says it enough, it will become true.
It's strange, though, how hearing those words can send a pang through him, even after they once managed to settle him completely.]