It wasn't on your command for him to strike down Saihara-kun and Kawaii-san... he has too much freedom.
( he's not too pleased himself as he says this, looking off to the side at the paint on the walls, and there's actually nothing keeping his attention. even a conversation about dito is difficult when komaeda's not too proud of his antics, but he can hear the frown in joshua's speech as they converse. )
For him to kill an Ultimate is the greatest crime, ( for him cripple two in one blow, even more so, and the thought upsets komaeda greatly. it wasn't his place to do anything, and now it's a mess to have to clean up — it's a pain, he thinks, having the hope of the people he loves so much tampered with. then to have saihara taken in such a way, when komaeda wasn't done watching his hope, it feels... heavy. ) ...if he felt so inclined to the idea, he could have came for me instead like he did yesterday.
( finally looking away from the wall, his eyes fall into the petals of wistera, and if only komaeda could force them down dito's throat and slit his neck, it'd be an idea, but he smiles softly, and believes joshua can handle it instead. )
Dito-kun doesn't understand how sensitive hope is... your hard work, he's going to spoil it.
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( he's not too pleased himself as he says this, looking off to the side at the paint on the walls, and there's actually nothing keeping his attention. even a conversation about dito is difficult when komaeda's not too proud of his antics, but he can hear the frown in joshua's speech as they converse. )
For him to kill an Ultimate is the greatest crime, ( for him cripple two in one blow, even more so, and the thought upsets komaeda greatly. it wasn't his place to do anything, and now it's a mess to have to clean up — it's a pain, he thinks, having the hope of the people he loves so much tampered with. then to have saihara taken in such a way, when komaeda wasn't done watching his hope, it feels... heavy. ) ...if he felt so inclined to the idea, he could have came for me instead like he did yesterday.
( finally looking away from the wall, his eyes fall into the petals of wistera, and if only komaeda could force them down dito's throat and slit his neck, it'd be an idea, but he smiles softly, and believes joshua can handle it instead. )
Dito-kun doesn't understand how sensitive hope is... your hard work, he's going to spoil it.
( probably. )