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Jakob x Subaki A
Music: Pray to the Dark
JAKOB: Subaki.
SUBAKI: I'm on patrol. Whatever time you have to waste can wait.
JAKOB: That's not why I'm here.
JAKOB: I'm here to apologize for upsetting you for our past couple meetings.
SUBAKI: Wait, really? Why the sudden change of heart?
SUBAKI: Have you realized that it was futile to try and break my perfect composure?
JAKOB: What? Of course not, that doesn't exist.
JAKOB: I was made-erm, politely asked to apologize to you for the things I've said.
SUBAKI: Why do I bother being surprised?
JAKOB: I just don't see a point to you trying to keep being perfect. No one is perfect, no exceptions.
JAKOB: Far be it from anyone in the army to judge someone for not being perfect. You do enough in this army as it stands.
SUBAKI: Er, Jakob, I think you've gotten your point across. The apology was all you had to say.
JAKOB: As I know too well.
JAKOB: Every compliment following was genuine.
JAKOB: Made from general observation and common sense.
SUBAKI: Oh. Then, thank you. I didn't think it was in you to offer praise towards someone without being forced.
JAKOB: That's because you don't know me. I'm not always so blunt with everyone. Not everything I say is meant with negative intent.
SUBAKI: You know, If you could manage that for more than a few sentences-
SUBAKI: I could actually enjoy being around you.
JAKOB: If you could stop pretending to be perfect for more than a second- then I could extend you the same courtesy.
SUBAKI: I suppose since you've already seen my lapses in perfection...
SUBAKI: If you don't say anything then I'll be in your company.
JAKOB: And what good would that do me?
SUBAKI: You could just try and see, couldn't you?
JAKOB: Fair enough, I suppose.
SUBAKI: All right. Should we start with finishing patrol?
JAKOB: I suppose I don't have much different to do with my time.
