[Klaus smiles a little here] I know. I didn’t want it then. I do now. I hate it, though. It’s always terrible. And it’s more…knowing what to look for, I guess with the side effects of not drinking. And not doing drugs. Well…maybe pot, but that’s all. [But he might have to say no to everything. It depends.] I was gonna get Diego to tie me to a chair once, but Luther needed me, so I had to look for him. He decided the right choice was to get high and go clubbing. He wanted to be like me and not care about things. [Which was obviously the wrong impression]
I’m sorry about Yato. He came to bring me food one day and I was probably weird about it.
[And another of the five million reasons to love Nobunaga] I hope it’s not actually a problem for you, but I’ll be here if it is. It’s virtually impossible to avoid the alcohol on this boat, but I’ll do my best. Because I have to. For me. [A beat.] For me to get better, it’s necessary. [As for the other part…] I don’t regret my choice for what it was. I feel bad that it had to happen like that, but if it worked and did what it was supposed to, I don’t. My only regret was hurting you. [He looks down.] But even that has maybe helped us a little. To get here. Even if it sucked so bad.
[The mention about color has them concerned, though. That happened?] Are you… [They give him an apologetic look.] I’ll help you get your colors back if it’s the last thing I do. [Maybe a little overdramatic, but that’s what they do.]
[There’s a little shake of their head.] Bash kissed my neck, but he was drunk and he never drinks ever! I told him he couldn’t consent, so…I just let him sleep it off in the room. I mean, he passed out on the way to sleeping it off anyway. But nothing happened with anyone else. I couldn’t have consented really either. [They’re a little tense about the Bash stuff because they know how Nobunaga feels about him, but…it’s fine. Probably. But there’s something else to ask.] You’re concerned about safety? Like because I’m sick or is there something else?
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I’m sorry about Yato. He came to bring me food one day and I was probably weird about it.
[And another of the five million reasons to love Nobunaga] I hope it’s not actually a problem for you, but I’ll be here if it is. It’s virtually impossible to avoid the alcohol on this boat, but I’ll do my best. Because I have to. For me. [A beat.] For me to get better, it’s necessary. [As for the other part…] I don’t regret my choice for what it was. I feel bad that it had to happen like that, but if it worked and did what it was supposed to, I don’t. My only regret was hurting you. [He looks down.] But even that has maybe helped us a little. To get here. Even if it sucked so bad.
[The mention about color has them concerned, though. That happened?] Are you… [They give him an apologetic look.] I’ll help you get your colors back if it’s the last thing I do. [Maybe a little overdramatic, but that’s what they do.]
[There’s a little shake of their head.] Bash kissed my neck, but he was drunk and he never drinks ever! I told him he couldn’t consent, so…I just let him sleep it off in the room. I mean, he passed out on the way to sleeping it off anyway. But nothing happened with anyone else. I couldn’t have consented really either. [They’re a little tense about the Bash stuff because they know how Nobunaga feels about him, but…it’s fine. Probably. But there’s something else to ask.] You’re concerned about safety? Like because I’m sick or is there something else?