.... I don't know. I just.... wish I could get a read on you, sometimes.
[His hand passes across his face and up into his hair, pushing it back off his forehead. His face is so flushed by this point it looks like he's been drinking; pink and miserable-looking, he glances sheepishly up at Souji's confused, concerned face.
Poor, earnest Souji - if only he knew the bomb Yosuke was carrying around in his chest.]
.... So you wanna tell me? How you really feel about me, I mean.
I know it's a dumb question and all but... I don't know what else to do, and I hate sitting here feeling like a freak all by myself....
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.... I don't know. I just.... wish I could get a read on you, sometimes.
[His hand passes across his face and up into his hair, pushing it back off his forehead. His face is so flushed by this point it looks like he's been drinking; pink and miserable-looking, he glances sheepishly up at Souji's confused, concerned face.
Poor, earnest Souji - if only he knew the bomb Yosuke was carrying around in his chest.]
.... So you wanna tell me? How you really feel about me, I mean.
I know it's a dumb question and all but... I don't know what else to do, and I hate sitting here feeling like a freak all by myself....