( He smiles, and it is bittersweet. )

I've upset you.

( Leaning back in the chair, Geto lifts a hand, presses his thumb to the space between his brows. ) I didn't mean to. I think it's admirable you keep going. I think anyone would be the same, in your shoes. I saw it in the cards for myself back then, why do you think I left?

( There were naturally a myriad of reasons then, but the bone weary sadness had been a part of it. Knowing he would have to keep going until he was killed, knowing that nothing and no one would ever be able to stop it. It still has its claws in him some days, the swinging pendulum of his moods dropping without warning. He does a better job at hiding it, though maybe the only reason he can see it in Nanami now is because it's in him too. )

I'm not going to shame you for trying to escape it in any way you have to, so if you're looking for that you might have to ask someone else. You could probably choose better partners, if only because the monkeys don't deserve you, but that's whatever. It's just sex. ( A grin. ) Just don't procreate, mm?