[If there's one thing she's good at, it's waiting, and this was no different. Shinichi avoiding her all this time, always running away--she knew she'd see a feed like this sooner or later.
She could deal with it. And in a way, she was almost disappointed even, for finding out before he was ready to tell her.
Almost...but not quite.]
...Is someone finally putting on his big-boy shorts today?
[It's about time. And then in an even quieter voice, if it was possible--]
Heiji's frequency disappeared recently, it looks like. I'm sorry...I don't think he'll be here for you this time.
...I know. Even without his memory, he wouldn't have left for this long without telling me.
And I know there isn't anything I can say that will make this okay. I've lied to you for so long. I... Well. I wanted to be able to tell you these things with my own face and voice. More than anything. And I never wanted to leave it for this long.
But not here. Over the communicator. I'm coming home.
[My god. She should've pinched herself, for the amount of time she's been waiting to hear this from him. She wonders if this is all too good to be true, if the scientists aren't just yanking her chain again, because she's been waiting entirely too long for it to just come true now in such a dreary planet out of someone's nightmares.
But she's forced to believe him. Because she doesn't want to believe anything else.
And most of all because she wants to believe the detective who always spouts those notions about truth has finally gotten tired of lying.]
I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be here to listen.
...And in case you needed more reassurance, I haven't told anyone.
[She barely manages to squeeze the words in, before the feed shuts off. So abruptly that it almost bugs her, though that's pretty much been normal for them since Shinichi had "left."
She gives a sigh, plopping down onto the couch to wait. Because any reason is better than none, as far as she is concerned; and while she is waiting, she decides to send him a text, finishing the sentence she had started.]
Be careful coming home. Please?
[She doesn't expect a response though. She has no idea where he's been, and he may very well show up five minutes or something from now. Just as long as he sees it, though. Fortuna is unsafe, and it would be just like him to overestimate himself in such a body.
This would just be...a friendly reminder of sorts.]
[At the sound of the door, Ran stands up anxiously, eager to see how he's been. A video feed doesn't show much, after all. And she is doubly worried, knowing who he really is.]
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She could deal with it. And in a way, she was almost disappointed even, for finding out before he was ready to tell her.
Almost...but not quite.]
...Is someone finally putting on his big-boy shorts today?
[It's about time. And then in an even quieter voice, if it was possible--]
Heiji's frequency disappeared recently, it looks like. I'm sorry...I don't think he'll be here for you this time.
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And I know there isn't anything I can say that will make this okay. I've lied to you for so long. I... Well. I wanted to be able to tell you these things with my own face and voice. More than anything. And I never wanted to leave it for this long.
But not here. Over the communicator. I'm coming home.
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But she's forced to believe him. Because she doesn't want to believe anything else.
And most of all because she wants to believe the detective who always spouts those notions about truth has finally gotten tired of lying.]
I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be here to listen.
...And in case you needed more reassurance, I haven't told anyone.
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[And with that he closes the communicator and starts walking home.]
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[She barely manages to squeeze the words in, before the feed shuts off. So abruptly that it almost bugs her, though that's pretty much been normal for them since Shinichi had "left."
She gives a sigh, plopping down onto the couch to wait. Because any reason is better than none, as far as she is concerned; and while she is waiting, she decides to send him a text, finishing the sentence she had started.]
Be careful coming home. Please?
[She doesn't expect a response though. She has no idea where he's been, and he may very well show up five minutes or something from now. Just as long as he sees it, though. Fortuna is unsafe, and it would be just like him to overestimate himself in such a body.
This would just be...a friendly reminder of sorts.]
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[At the sound of the door, Ran stands up anxiously, eager to see how he's been. A video feed doesn't show much, after all. And she is doubly worried, knowing who he really is.]
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