[He blinks and glances down at their hands when Arisu links them again. He can tell what Arisu is doing, and part of him wants to say it’s not necessary, but another part of him likes the warmth of Arisu’s hand in his. So he makes no objection. He just huffs softly.]
I wouldn’t bet on it.
[That Arisu's dad would want him as a son. Not that he knows Arisu’s dad at all. But if Chishiya's own father didn’t want him, he’s not sure why anyone else's would. Chishiya might have gotten himself a medical degree but he was still prickly, unpleasant and difficult to deal with. Arisu, at least, was kind and generally a good person. He stood up for what he believed in when it counted.
If Arisu’s not good enough for him he can't imagine that anyone would be.]
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I wouldn’t bet on it.
[That Arisu's dad would want him as a son. Not that he knows Arisu’s dad at all. But if Chishiya's own father didn’t want him, he’s not sure why anyone else's would. Chishiya might have gotten himself a medical degree but he was still prickly, unpleasant and difficult to deal with. Arisu, at least, was kind and generally a good person. He stood up for what he believed in when it counted.
If Arisu’s not good enough for him he can't imagine that anyone would be.]
What else do you want to know?