[Yeah, no kidding. Lucky for the both of them, Adachi's able to play it cool. With a bashful smile, he nods jerkily in her direction.]
That's nice of you to say. Apology accepted. I'm sorry for how I acted back there, too. It's just... you get so used to the same routine after a while, any changes tend to throw you off-guard, y'know? And, er... while we're on the subject...
[That smile of his wilts away to a sympathetic wince. He glances left and right, as if Dojima himself is looming somewhere in the shadows, waiting to strike, before continuing in a conspiratorial manner with the younger detective.]
Try and cut Dojima-san a little slack, okay? He doesn't want to admit it, but I think all this is finally starting to get to him.
No, I more than understand. This case seems to have been quite trying for all of you even before I was asked to step in. The stress was bound to start to show sooner or later. It always does.
[Naoto takes a deep breath, straightening up in her chair. She didn't care much for Adachi's attitude towards most things. In her opinion he was too laid back and he talked far too much for his own good. She wouldn't go so far as to say he was lazy, because the man did actually work, but it was never at a pace that she would consider to be quick or dedicated.
However, in this moment it truly seemed like Adachi was trying to be helpful and though usually she found his help to be inconsequential (and sometimes outright useless, if she was being honest) she could at the very least appreciate his concern. If not for her well-being, than for Dojima's. Despite all the many, many times he had been on the receiving end of one of Dojima's lectures and bouts of frustration, Adachi did seem to care about him.]
I mean him no ill-will, but I am... continually finding myself frustrated by his lack of communication with me.
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That's nice of you to say. Apology accepted. I'm sorry for how I acted back there, too. It's just... you get so used to the same routine after a while, any changes tend to throw you off-guard, y'know? And, er... while we're on the subject...
[That smile of his wilts away to a sympathetic wince. He glances left and right, as if Dojima himself is looming somewhere in the shadows, waiting to strike, before continuing in a conspiratorial manner with the younger detective.]
Try and cut Dojima-san a little slack, okay? He doesn't want to admit it, but I think all this is finally starting to get to him.
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[Naoto takes a deep breath, straightening up in her chair. She didn't care much for Adachi's attitude towards most things. In her opinion he was too laid back and he talked far too much for his own good. She wouldn't go so far as to say he was lazy, because the man did actually work, but it was never at a pace that she would consider to be quick or dedicated.
However, in this moment it truly seemed like Adachi was trying to be helpful and though usually she found his help to be inconsequential (and sometimes outright useless, if she was being honest) she could at the very least appreciate his concern. If not for her well-being, than for Dojima's. Despite all the many, many times he had been on the receiving end of one of Dojima's lectures and bouts of frustration, Adachi did seem to care about him.]
I mean him no ill-will, but I am... continually finding myself frustrated by his lack of communication with me.