[ he apologizes, but why? leaks finds those words cheap and unnecessary. flimsy. that he feels like he should reach out and slap makoto for even saying them. it doesn't matter if they come from a genuine place. he can't even be sure who or what makoto represents, or if he should feel inclined to be open or not. but what he does know and what he hates to think about is that he has to be...

but if he understands then that's all leaks needs. anything else can be pushed to the wayside. he huffs through his nose, only to again bristle when feeling makoto's gentle touch. leaks lifts his chin, still trying to stare a hole though the other's face, wishing that he could render him into ashes.

he hates this. immensely. ]

If you promise such a thing, then you must be confident that you can make it happen.

[ the offer is tempting. tantalizing. but leaks is in the business of having all the details. he's the one that proposes, not the one that accepts or declines. ]

And I do not accept failure... not for myself.

[ but if makoto were to fail him, he would be very unhappy. gotta keep those promises. ]