Her expression doesn't change, and she continues to mess with the fabric of the couch as she speaks.
"Outwardly? He's such an asshole. His memories are messed up, you know, from the torture, so he thinks we're exes. Instead of remembering what really happened, he remembers me leaving him to enlist."
A pause.
"I've never told him any different. And I don't think he forgives me for that. Leaving him to fight the war, I mean. He's always sniping at me. Calling me a bitch. Pointing out my flaws."
She blows out a harsh sigh.
"It's all a cover-up though, you know. So he doesn't hurt like he would over it. I don't really blame him for that. We all have our ways of coping, right?"
She stops swirling the fabric of the couch and crosses her arms across her lap, looking out over the top of the TAB.
"I've never explained to him what really happened, but before the EMP, he learned more details from Washington. And he asked me questions, but...it was still kind of always there, this history between us that his false memories have conjured up."
Her lip curls wryly.
"Anyway. When he's here, all we do is fight. It's like he always knows exactly the worst thing to say that'll piss me off. And then I expect Ryuuzaki to act like that, and he always chooses the perfect thing to say to cool me off, instead. I'll be gearing up to fight and he just...defuses the whole thing with one sentence."
She glances back at the TAB's camera.
"Last night was our first fight, really, because of that. After months of being together, that was the first one."
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"Outwardly? He's such an asshole. His memories are messed up, you know, from the torture, so he thinks we're exes. Instead of remembering what really happened, he remembers me leaving him to enlist."
A pause.
"I've never told him any different. And I don't think he forgives me for that. Leaving him to fight the war, I mean. He's always sniping at me. Calling me a bitch. Pointing out my flaws."
She blows out a harsh sigh.
"It's all a cover-up though, you know. So he doesn't hurt like he would over it. I don't really blame him for that. We all have our ways of coping, right?"
She stops swirling the fabric of the couch and crosses her arms across her lap, looking out over the top of the TAB.
"I've never explained to him what really happened, but before the EMP, he learned more details from Washington. And he asked me questions, but...it was still kind of always there, this history between us that his false memories have conjured up."
Her lip curls wryly.
"Anyway. When he's here, all we do is fight. It's like he always knows exactly the worst thing to say that'll piss me off. And then I expect Ryuuzaki to act like that, and he always chooses the perfect thing to say to cool me off, instead. I'll be gearing up to fight and he just...defuses the whole thing with one sentence."
She glances back at the TAB's camera.
"Last night was our first fight, really, because of that. After months of being together, that was the first one."