[There's a long pause on his end, just like he was struggling with his thoughts. It's most likely the case, because the thing he asks of her is rather morally questionable.]
Could you...have look through Jiroutachi's things?
[He feels ashamed of asking about something like that, but on the other hand, he's not going to accuse someone without a proof. He could but...he always considered Jirou rather playful but harmless.]
I'll ask the chief, maybe he'll let me prepare meals for myself on Mondays.
[Ah...he didn't expect that she would take it so personally.]
I-It's not that! It's just...just... [What is it Gil.] Uh, I'm sorry. Truly sorry.
[Just a short while later, he presses play and finally listens to the recording. The line remains open, so Shinoa may listen to it with him no problem. Not that she has to, but...
When it reaches the end, Gilbert is so thankful that the girl can't see his face. His cheeks are flushed and burning hot and while he's not crying, he looks like he may burst into tears in any moment.
What is he even supposed to say? He feels like an idiot who he is.]
T-Thank you, Shinoa. I-I'll make it up to you, I promise.
Shinoa had been prepared to start teasing him. Truly, it would have been terrible. But now Gil-chan is so sad and wrecked, and she finds she doesn't have the heart to.
There's silence at her end of the line too. She'd been snickering through the recordings, but when she speaks again her voice is a lot softer.]
Aww. Do you want a hug? If you're near our room you can come get a hug.
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[She has so much confidence in him.]
Starving is no light matter, Gil-chan. What if we get an attack on a Monday and you're starving and faint in the middle of a fight?
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[There's a long pause on his end, just like he was struggling with his thoughts. It's most likely the case, because the thing he asks of her is rather morally questionable.]
Could you...have look through Jiroutachi's things?
[He feels ashamed of asking about something like that, but on the other hand, he's not going to accuse someone without a proof. He could but...he always considered Jirou rather playful but harmless.]
I'll ask the chief, maybe he'll let me prepare meals for myself on Mondays.
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You'd believe him over me????
[uh oh you made shi-chan angry]
It just so happens that I do have evidence. You owe me too, now!! I can't believe you won't trust me!!
[A recording of her network conversation with Jirou becomes available.]
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I-It's not that! It's just...just... [What is it Gil.] Uh, I'm sorry. Truly sorry.
[Just a short while later, he presses play and finally listens to the recording. The line remains open, so Shinoa may listen to it with him no problem. Not that she has to, but...
When it reaches the end, Gilbert is so thankful that the girl can't see his face. His cheeks are flushed and burning hot and while he's not crying, he looks like he may burst into tears in any moment.
What is he even supposed to say? He feels like an idiot who he is.]
T-Thank you, Shinoa. I-I'll make it up to you, I promise.
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Shinoa had been prepared to start teasing him. Truly, it would have been terrible. But now Gil-chan is so sad and wrecked, and she finds she doesn't have the heart to.
There's silence at her end of the line too. She'd been snickering through the recordings, but when she speaks again her voice is a lot softer.]
Aww. Do you want a hug? If you're near our room you can come get a hug.
[Who let this man out unattended.]
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Truth to be told, he needs hugs. Million of them, preferably, but it's not like he's going to admit this.]
Maybe...maybe later.
[It's not an outright "no", at least.]
This...of all things that happened to me this is the worst.
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Like right now.
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[It was definitely something more than just being caught off guard, but he's trying to save what remains of his dignity...isn't it too late, though.]
No, I just hoped that someone I know from back home was doing it. I'm an idiot.
[He knows that much.]