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[whatishate]

But you were.

[Kaworu really needs to stop wording things that way.]

[paraclete]

[Kaworu finally looks at Sasuke properly, and he sounds somewhat tired and very gentle when he says,] You've done a great deal for me, Uchiha-san.

[whatishate]

It doesn't feel like it.

[All he has to offer are words that he isn't even certain are true half the time. He doesn't usually initiate friendships.]

[paraclete]

You have. It's immeasurable to me. I would not have myself add to your burdens; you have, after all, helped to lessen mine.

[For how he talks about love, camaraderie, it seems like he hasn't quite grasped that it's meant to be a two-way street. He encourages people to face their sins and atone for them, but he still feels better when he's the one bearing crosses. Even if there's no real cross to bear.]

Would you tell me if I could do something for you?

[whatishate]

No.

[Simply.]

You're the one who needs the support right now, not me.

[paraclete]

[At this, Kaworu wears visible surprise. It isn't shock; he doesn't pale. But he's taken aback, tilting his head, the red of his eyes very deep and searching all over Sasuke's face. Either he finds something or he doesn't; but he drops his stare, raises his eyebrows, and nearly laughs, shoulders drawn up slightly in an approximation of a shrug.]

I've become very needy, then, like a child.

[whatishate]

No. Because you're not asking.

[He points a finger at Kaworu's chest.]

I'm just insisting.