For the first time in knowing Stiles, he finds himself at a loss for how to continue the conversation. And with that comes a keen, dawning realization he does want to continue it. In the past, he might have felt satisfied—relieved—to be done.
Now...]
Did you take my shirt?
[It’s the first thing that comes to mind; small talk is not his strength.]
[ The lie is sent before he can second guess himself. If Itachi wants the damn shirt back, that’s too bad; Stiles has already laundered it and intends to keep it.
Yet it does beg the question – how does Itachi know it’s missing? Obviously the man left the storage closet without it, but did he return for it later? Why did he return? Just for the shirt? Stiles could ask these questions, except he finds himself paralyzed by cowardly fear of how the shinobi will answer. ]
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For the first time in knowing Stiles, he finds himself at a loss for how to continue the conversation. And with that comes a keen, dawning realization he does want to continue it. In the past, he might have felt satisfied—relieved—to be done.
Now...]
Did you take my shirt?
[It’s the first thing that comes to mind; small talk is not his strength.]
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[ The lie is sent before he can second guess himself. If Itachi wants the damn shirt back, that’s too bad; Stiles has already laundered it and intends to keep it.
Yet it does beg the question – how does Itachi know it’s missing? Obviously the man left the storage closet without it, but did he return for it later? Why did he return? Just for the shirt? Stiles could ask these questions, except he finds himself paralyzed by cowardly fear of how the shinobi will answer. ]
I gotta go. Talk to you later.
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Or maybe Stiles is busy and he's being paranoid. That possibility burns in his self-awareness, guilty and sore. He should trust Stiles.]
All right. I will contact you if anything important changes.