[ With how old Ouma looks - he definitely can't be older than her, that's for sure - it almost feels very chuunibyou of him to say that.. But Ange knows appearances can be deceiving. Not like it really matters whether he's making it up or not, anyway. ]
I might have been too if my mom had stuck with her family. [ She's seen Some Shit, Ouma. Yakuza style tea rooms. ] So don't lecture me. I don't feel like it right now.
[ She'll just let him leave like that for now without saying anything - mostly since Ange sure isn't done moping about just yet after all this. She's just happy to get her quiet back for a moment so she can cry without anyone watching. ]
[If he were more honest, he would probably join her, reveal himself. Yet, he knows himself to be a liar, and if he let it show too much he would betray himself.]
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I might have been too if my mom had stuck with her family. [ She's seen Some Shit, Ouma. Yakuza style tea rooms. ] So don't lecture me. I don't feel like it right now.
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[Well. She is right about appearances being deceiving. He himself takes pride in being deceiving.]
[However, this person is beginning to look rather similar to him.]
... Whatever. When you're done moping about, there's popcorn in the lobby. The people still in the game are being made to preform.
[He turns to walk away...]
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[So he shall let his pain go unnoticed.]