[...Hang on, he's just going to take the time to actually eat the rest of that sandwich because he really hasn't eaten in almost a week, and holy crap this is probably the best sandwich he has ever eaten in his entire life.]
...thank you for telling me.
[He debates whether or not he should send that for a few moments before actually doing so. He means what he says, regardless of who he's saying it to.]
[Goodness, he's been getting so much gratitude lately...after people question whether they should give it to him. And for doing such nice things, too! Like meeting the bare basic standard for not being a complete shitlord.
That's a little rude, you guys, seriously.]
You're welcome.
No one saw fit to tell me, either, so my first week here wasn't what I would consider my idea of a good time. You could say I understand.
[...he's going to go punch Banjou later for not telling you, by the way. HE HAD ONE JOB.]
[It's amazing just how inconsiderate they are, isn't it? But...yes, thank you for not just allowing him to die a lot, Tsukiyama.
It's also funny that this isn't the first time you've done that, not counting everything that Abra was and continues to be, though before it was obviously
[If we are being honest here, Kaneki has every right to say no and leave it at that. It would probably be smart to, in the long run. Just live here as best he can and try to forget that Tsukiyama ever existed.]
...I might. Sometime.
[...of course he can't actually do that in good conscience, but knowing that the likelihood that he's going to be hunted by him here, for lack of a better word, is very slim does help things.]
[...again. A rather good thing this is over text, because if he had said that in person Kaneki might have been flustered enough to slip and say 'you too' just because that's usually what you say in response to that.
At least here he has the opportunity to think before he puts his foot in his mouth. Not that what he actually says will probably be much better, but he can't think of anything else.]
I, well...I'm glad I'm here.
[Which is true in the sense that he's both safe and very much not-a-ghoul anymore.]
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I thought you would like that.
[text]
...thank you for telling me.
[He debates whether or not he should send that for a few moments before actually doing so. He means what he says, regardless of who he's saying it to.]
[text]
That's a little rude, you guys, seriously.]
You're welcome.
No one saw fit to tell me, either, so my first week here wasn't what I would consider my idea of a good time. You could say I understand.
[...he's going to go punch Banjou later for not telling you, by the way. HE HAD ONE JOB.]
[text]
It's also funny that this isn't the first time you've done that, not counting everything that Abra was and continues to be, though before it was obviously
not for the same reasons, um.]
I see.
[...]
It must be very strange for you and Banjou-san.
[text]
I can't say I prefer it, but it's been an interesting experience so far. Parts of it are far better than others.
[text]
I can imagine it would be.
[There's a pause, then-]
Was there anything else you wanted to ask?
[text]
That aside, though...]
Will you talk to me again sometime?
[text]
...I might. Sometime.
[...of course he can't actually do that in good conscience, but knowing that the likelihood that he's going to be hunted by him here, for lack of a better word, is very slim does help things.]
[text]
[He hesitates. Reconsiders saying something else.
Says it anyway.]
I know the sentiment isn't returned, Kaneki-kun, but I've missed you.
[text]
At least here he has the opportunity to think before he puts his foot in his mouth. Not that what he actually says will probably be much better, but he can't think of anything else.]
I, well...I'm glad I'm here.
[Which is true in the sense that he's both safe and very much not-a-ghoul anymore.]