[The nervousness falters, giving way to irritation. He'd promised he wouldn't get upset, yes - but that was if Doppio was agreeable. Though... his memory was never the greatest. Could he have forgotten this? Is he being deliberately obtuse? If he's truly forgotten then perhaps it's for the best that Diavolo doesn't keep pushing... but the risk that there's something else at play is too much for him to drop the subject.]
It was on the day I... came back. I rushed here immediately and you weren't home. I called and you wouldn't answer. I waited for you but you never came. I went out, on my own, and I searched for you - I needed to know if you'd survived. I made a fool of myself, asking people -
[He hadn't meant to mention that part, but at the moment he is too heated to control what's spilling out. Desperation drives one to do the wildest things. His voice has been steadily rising in volume and he takes a moment to try to calm it. His eyes stay fixed on Doppio but he sees no recognition. He sighs, taking a heavy breath before he continues.]
It was night when when I finally found you, and you... you turned on me and you tore me into pieces. Why, Doppio? What have I done do you? What is it that you want from me?
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[The nervousness falters, giving way to irritation. He'd promised he wouldn't get upset, yes - but that was if Doppio was agreeable. Though... his memory was never the greatest. Could he have forgotten this? Is he being deliberately obtuse? If he's truly forgotten then perhaps it's for the best that Diavolo doesn't keep pushing... but the risk that there's something else at play is too much for him to drop the subject.]
It was on the day I... came back. I rushed here immediately and you weren't home. I called and you wouldn't answer. I waited for you but you never came. I went out, on my own, and I searched for you - I needed to know if you'd survived. I made a fool of myself, asking people -
[He hadn't meant to mention that part, but at the moment he is too heated to control what's spilling out. Desperation drives one to do the wildest things. His voice has been steadily rising in volume and he takes a moment to try to calm it. His eyes stay fixed on Doppio but he sees no recognition. He sighs, taking a heavy breath before he continues.]
It was night when when I finally found you, and you... you turned on me and you tore me into pieces. Why, Doppio? What have I done do you? What is it that you want from me?