[Is it worse that Nishi is being honest with him? He's not being petty or vengeful, merely saying it as it is. He has infinitely more to gain from being pointed with this man, his words a steady razor against his throat.]
Correct. If you believe love is something you can dole out on command... I'm afraid you've been sorely mistaken.
[Love chooses you, not the other way around. Taking up his glass, Nishi takes a measured sip.]
But what is it you've mistaken for love, exactly? Now that, I'd like to know.
[ Ah... It stings. It stings even though it shouldn't, because it's true that their tryst wasn't based on infatuation but rather on practicality, a mutual way of escaping something far far more unpleasant. But even then, to have his love denied is unpleasant.
Ainosuke takes a sip from his glass, lips in a thin smile. ]
For you? I wonder. It's a fact that we chose one another for convenience and relief, but that doesn't mean I felt nothing about it, my dear... Every bite, every touch, every kiss... I'm not dishonest in all affections, and it saddens me to hear you think so.
Love is a curious thing, fleeting, hard to escape and hard to hold onto, isn't it?
[...The man looks genuinely dissatisfied with his judgment. Nishi suspected he might, but it leaves the greater question lingering— if it wasn't love, elusive and inescapable, then what was it Ainosuke showed him?
He takes a sip from his glass, barely tasting it, thoughts elsewhere.]
That much is true, but that's why I can't call what you showed me love. If you want my honest appraisal... your "love" felt curiously hollow. I could speculate as to why, of course, though I doubt you'd appreciate the intrusion.
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Correct. If you believe love is something you can dole out on command... I'm afraid you've been sorely mistaken.
[Love chooses you, not the other way around. Taking up his glass, Nishi takes a measured sip.]
But what is it you've mistaken for love, exactly? Now that, I'd like to know.
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Ainosuke takes a sip from his glass, lips in a thin smile. ]
For you? I wonder. It's a fact that we chose one another for convenience and relief, but that doesn't mean I felt nothing about it, my dear... Every bite, every touch, every kiss... I'm not dishonest in all affections, and it saddens me to hear you think so.
Love is a curious thing, fleeting, hard to escape and hard to hold onto, isn't it?
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He takes a sip from his glass, barely tasting it, thoughts elsewhere.]
That much is true, but that's why I can't call what you showed me love. If you want my honest appraisal... your "love" felt curiously hollow. I could speculate as to why, of course, though I doubt you'd appreciate the intrusion.
[Not like that would stop Nishi.]