[Somehow, he knows Makoto would respond to this. He’s glad for the privacy between them; this is one person he doesn’t want seeing how much of a mess this has made inside him. He glances once towards the phone, eyes cold and sharp, but it’s not as if Makoto can see him. It’s not out of his mind yet that he’s once confronted Makoto in the past about this very thing.]

You and I both.

[He folds his arms across his chest, hands silently digging into his upper arms and dragging his shirt close around his shoulders via the grip. It’s almost going against his very nature to even be bringing this up. People will see him as weak, as a victim, and he hates that. But… He’s not so proud as to keep this information from the other shinki.

They need to know. Even if he has to be the one on the hook for it.]

Hn, I don’t think those gods will care what you tell them. If they did it once, they’ll do it again, Makoto.

Che, I don’t want my god being responsible for me; I can take care of myself as much as he can. Relying on someone else won’t get you far in life; you’ll buckle the moment you have to stand on your own.

[Some of this is bitterness talking and he knows it, but there’s something about Makoto that lets him feel a little freer to show those emotions.]

… I didn’t want Rin to know. But a shinki doesn’t have that kind of privacy either.

[Did he tell him details though? Nope. Sousuke brushed it off and kept walking. Rin didn’t need the burden. But maybe that’d been the wrong thing to do…]

I believe you. But friendship’s not that easy. It takes more than a kind hello. I hope you’ve been working on that sensing skill, so you know where Haru is.