[The dagger he'd been holding and had slipped into his sleeve once Cliff had focused on him was set on the kitchen counter when he arrived. He knew it would take Cliff a few minutes at least to put the borrowed kimono on, so he gave him a moment to close his eyes and breathe. Cliff was alive again, he was missing vision in one eye, and he was putting off dealing with what had happened. Souji still saw it in his nightmares and so he knew both Fayt and Cliff both had to be dealing with twice if not a thousand times more.
Which meant Souji would have to wait, give the man time and pretend until then that he himself was fine, too. Fayt had seen Souji react poorly, but that had been a day after, when he'd relatively calmed down. As long as Saori never spoke to Cliff about him, perhaps he would be safe from his partner ever finding out.
Souji slipped the dagger into a drawer as he heard the door behind him opening and busied himself with other tasks; cracking eggs and getting the late evening's rice heated up again. He tried to keep his voice light as he worked, in contrast with how he felt.]
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Which meant Souji would have to wait, give the man time and pretend until then that he himself was fine, too. Fayt had seen Souji react poorly, but that had been a day after, when he'd relatively calmed down. As long as Saori never spoke to Cliff about him, perhaps he would be safe from his partner ever finding out.
Souji slipped the dagger into a drawer as he heard the door behind him opening and busied himself with other tasks; cracking eggs and getting the late evening's rice heated up again. He tried to keep his voice light as he worked, in contrast with how he felt.]
It isn't too small, is it?