[...Yeah, that was basically his reaction too. Kotetsu only looks at him for a moment before turning away, allowing to feel whatever he's feeling in some semblance of privacy. He remembers shaking on his apartment floor when he first saw that video, having asked for proof in the absence of anyone he knew and trusted being the one to impart that information. Remembers spending the next couple of days calling in sick for the first time in years because he didn't know what to do, how he could ever live with himself if he put that uniform on again.]
I'm sorry.
[That's all he has to say when Keith finally manages to respond, handing him one of the beer cans on the coffee table without another word. He's sorry for the truth, and for the fact that he had to be the one to tell it. He's so, so sorry, Keith.]
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I'm sorry.
[That's all he has to say when Keith finally manages to respond, handing him one of the beer cans on the coffee table without another word. He's sorry for the truth, and for the fact that he had to be the one to tell it. He's so, so sorry, Keith.]