(The last time he did this, the last time he clearly remembers doing this, they were in Kyoto. He had just saved Tsuzuki and Mariko from Muraki's clutches. A shadow-user, the doctor had quipped at him, such a rare sight. Tsuzuki was shaken to his core by the experience and Tatsumi distracted him the only way he knew how... with food.
Muraki had also cut to the heart of the matter, so to speak, when he had taunted him with the fact that the anger Tatsumi directed at him was very personal. But the Shinigami prefers not to think about that. Some sleeping dogs should never wake.
Tonight, Tsuzuki is happy. They will eat together. And, for once, it won't be because Tatsumi is trying to placate him with food, trying to make him eat his sadness -their sadness- away. So, he relents.)
One bottle of sake. That's all. You already know we shouldn't be drinking on a mission.
(He scolds Tsuzuki out of habit, but his heart is obviously not in it.)
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Muraki had also cut to the heart of the matter, so to speak, when he had taunted him with the fact that the anger Tatsumi directed at him was very personal. But the Shinigami prefers not to think about that. Some sleeping dogs should never wake.
Tonight, Tsuzuki is happy. They will eat together. And, for once, it won't be because Tatsumi is trying to placate him with food, trying to make him eat his sadness -their sadness- away. So, he relents.)
One bottle of sake. That's all. You already know we shouldn't be drinking on a mission.
(He scolds Tsuzuki out of habit, but his heart is obviously not in it.)