[This joke, Hajime does catch, and he-- doesn't laugh, exactly, but does let out a series of short, broken sighs that would sound like laughter if they weren't completely noiseless.
His thoughts are just as quiet - he isn't about to tell Nagito that he's right, that the others were encouraging Hajime to give up on Nagito for a while there. But--]
Since when did I ask you to face them again?
[Frowning, Hajime brings his hands around the back of Nagito's head, feeling through the thin - feathery? soft? ...no, this is not the time, so just thin for now - strands of hair.
Fingers locating the clasp at the center back of the headband, Hajime unfastens it with a soundless click, and the headband comes apart in a ribbon of metallic strips. Hajime sets it, undone, on the table, making a mental note to put it away later.]
I'm not about to make you do something you don't want to do. The others can wait, if you want them to.
[Putting Nagito in an uncomfortable situation is the last thing he wants to do-- no. He doesn't even want to do it.
And it probably would be uncomfortable. Nagito's right. As much as Hajime would like to say that everyone would be glad to see Nagito again, he's not about to lie to him.
He's not about to lie to him, which means he's not going to refute that last thing, either. Wanted him back so badly, huh...? Hajime smiles - a little ruefully, because even though Nagito's right, and Hajime did want him back, he didn't expect Nagito to turn it into a taunt.
...He's not sure exactly what Nagito has in mind, but if Nagito really wants him to take responsibility...
He comes around Nagito's right hand side, and encourages Nagito's hand and arm back on to his shoulders. Instead of guiding Nagito to his feet, though, Hajime scoops his other arm under the bend in Nagito's legs and tries lifting him out of the chair. It's a little embarrassing - for Nagito - but if Nagito's going to tease Hajime like that, it's-- it's not undeserved.]
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His thoughts are just as quiet - he isn't about to tell Nagito that he's right, that the others were encouraging Hajime to give up on Nagito for a while there. But--]
Since when did I ask you to face them again?
[Frowning, Hajime brings his hands around the back of Nagito's head, feeling through the thin - feathery? soft? ...no, this is not the time, so just thin for now - strands of hair.
Fingers locating the clasp at the center back of the headband, Hajime unfastens it with a soundless click, and the headband comes apart in a ribbon of metallic strips. Hajime sets it, undone, on the table, making a mental note to put it away later.]
I'm not about to make you do something you don't want to do. The others can wait, if you want them to.
[Putting Nagito in an uncomfortable situation is the last thing he wants to do-- no. He doesn't even want to do it.
And it probably would be uncomfortable. Nagito's right. As much as Hajime would like to say that everyone would be glad to see Nagito again, he's not about to lie to him.
He's not about to lie to him, which means he's not going to refute that last thing, either. Wanted him back so badly, huh...? Hajime smiles - a little ruefully, because even though Nagito's right, and Hajime did want him back, he didn't expect Nagito to turn it into a taunt.
...He's not sure exactly what Nagito has in mind, but if Nagito really wants him to take responsibility...
He comes around Nagito's right hand side, and encourages Nagito's hand and arm back on to his shoulders. Instead of guiding Nagito to his feet, though, Hajime scoops his other arm under the bend in Nagito's legs and tries lifting him out of the chair. It's a little embarrassing - for Nagito - but if Nagito's going to tease Hajime like that, it's-- it's not undeserved.]