(Izo had said something similar and Hizen slinks back into his chair, letting his cup be filled, taking another drink. He can't lighten up. He doesn't know how? Not without drinking enough that he forgets his restraints or eating enough that he just wants to sleep.)

Exhausting.

(Ryouma makes him so tired. He's tired. But it might also be the amount of alcohol he's had making him drowsy.)

Whatever. 's not like either of ya listen to anyone but yourselves anyway... (Another drink, an empty cup, he places it upside down-- a sign to Ryouma that he's had enough; not of drinking but of their time together.) Just one thing...

(And he frowns, getting up from his seat and looking down... not at Ryouma but at the floor. He can't quite look at him directly when he speaks.)

Whatever you decide to do... keep him close to you.

(...



And he lets out a loud sigh, one that makes the tables nearby look to see what the problem is this time.)

Talking to you makes me tired. 'm going home.