[ As usual, the cat is the first one to greet him. The angry, one-eyed beast is only slightly less angry than he was the last time Shaxx tried out this entry point. The creature goes up on its back legs with a plaintive yowl, slapping at the glass. Pap pap pap. Daigo follows behind more slowly, leaning down and scooping the cat into the crook of one arm like a football and then depositing him into a bed up on a shelf. Daigo provides a stern warning to behave himself. The cat yowls at him too but sinks back into the pillow, glowering judgmentally. Goro-chan disapproves of all visitors as a matter of course.
Which leaves no further prevarication and Daigo goes to the door. This would have been easier down at the garage, where he would have some protection from himself. There's no one to be but just Daigo up here and he's sick of his own insistent loneliness. He exhales and doesn't hesitate much in opening the balcony door.
It was different in Marilla. He was incautious then, not realizing that he was setting himself up for problems down the line when he let the Titan into his quiet spaces. What was he thinking, exactly, when he started taking Shaxx's hand? That he was sick of his own insistent loneliness. That he didn't want to think about Mine or Ichiban any longer. That he didn't want to make Shaxx feel alone either.
Looking up, Daigo's expression is mostly neutral but his eyes are dark with the emotion he's tamping down. A pointless endeavor, they're right next to each other now and it rings off his gem like a bell. ]
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Which leaves no further prevarication and Daigo goes to the door. This would have been easier down at the garage, where he would have some protection from himself. There's no one to be but just Daigo up here and he's sick of his own insistent loneliness. He exhales and doesn't hesitate much in opening the balcony door.
It was different in Marilla. He was incautious then, not realizing that he was setting himself up for problems down the line when he let the Titan into his quiet spaces. What was he thinking, exactly, when he started taking Shaxx's hand? That he was sick of his own insistent loneliness. That he didn't want to think about Mine or Ichiban any longer. That he didn't want to make Shaxx feel alone either.
Looking up, Daigo's expression is mostly neutral but his eyes are dark with the emotion he's tamping down. A pointless endeavor, they're right next to each other now and it rings off his gem like a bell. ]
It's been a while. Come in.
[ I missed you so much. ]