[Ranpo pulls away, and it takes everything for Zed not to reach out to him again. He has to stand by his decision. So he allows the detective to slip away from him, hating that smile he's forcing himself to make. His hands fall limply at his sides when he nods.]
...Right. I'll see you around.
[It probably won't be for awhile while they both process this, but...eventually. Maybe. It could be quick if Ranpo goes to his other loved ones-- he really doesn't need him. Just a small heartache that will pass, he knows it.
Zed thinks of the case of beer in his fridge. He'll need that tonight.]
[Ranpo nods, turning-- and his eyes lingering for a moment on the basket. The swell of happiness he felt when Zed had pulled it out has almost entirely evaporated, leaving a quiet emptiness in its place.]
[He takes a breath as if to say something, but decides against it. And so he leaves before another word can be shared between them, leaving the basket untouched.]
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...Right. I'll see you around.
[It probably won't be for awhile while they both process this, but...eventually. Maybe. It could be quick if Ranpo goes to his other loved ones-- he really doesn't need him. Just a small heartache that will pass, he knows it.
Zed thinks of the case of beer in his fridge. He'll need that tonight.]
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[He takes a breath as if to say something, but decides against it. And so he leaves before another word can be shared between them, leaving the basket untouched.]