"Hai... it may be... that is why she thinks I am a monster." She sighed. "She doesn't see that I am trying to protect her. If I was such a monster I wouldn't leave notes on the densai."

Tsugiharu tilted his head at that.

"So....what are you going to do?" he asked.

"I don't know..." She grumbled. "I don't want her to think that I am a monster... Maybe I should start by cleaning myself up."

Tsugiharu frowned a bit at that.

"Hmm, well, I suppose she would prefer to not be a bloody mess, but I don't think feeling lost will particularly advance your cause, Komori-san." he offered. "A bandage when a wound is much deeper than that."

The girl rolled her eyes and sighed at that. "I have written apologies, long reenactments of events, short notes, long notes and even a complete log of what had happened. What else you want me to do?" The girl lowered her legs and stared for a brief moment at the Spider. "I don't see what she sees in you."

Tsugiharu rolled his eyes at the barb.

"You've been quite the busy monster, Komori-san." he said, imagining her re-enactments given with sock puppets. "But your efforts seem to have gotten you no closer to your goal....hmmm, probably because your goal isn't something that you can achieve in the way you've been proceeding."

He yawned a bit...it was late.

"What she sees in me? Someone who doesn't view her as broken and useless. Someone who believes that if she sets a concrete goal, and defines steps to accomplish it, she can achieve things the same as anyone else. Someone who views her as perhaps a bit quirky, but functional adult."

He looked over to the Komori.

"You know, someone who is not you Komori-san."

The Komori shook her head and sighed she noted that the Spider was tired and really the Komori's adrenaline was running still a bit high. With that last argument she wanted to choke the Kuchiki but she took a deep breath to calm herself. "Yes... we've been busy... you know little of what we have been through and I doubt you are up to the task of listening to me explain all. So thank you for treating my wounds this late and have a good night." She said in a very somber tone.

The Komori stood up and stretched her sore arm wincing a bit.

"Hm, as you wish, Komori-san." he said with a shake of the head.

He'd gathered about all the information he could. It was unfortunate that the Moshi wasn't strong enough to heal her damage, but Tsugiharu knew what you did with damage that couldn't be healed. It wasn't what he preferred, but little in life was what he preferred.

/exit unless stopped.