-May let out a long, heavy sigh. A breath she hadn't even realized she was holding, as she let go of the bench and settled back into a more comfortable lean, scooting over more so Kei could sit if he really wished to.-

I think you give me too much credit with that precious talk, but I feel you. You've got your reasons, I've got mine. Since I don't wanna burden you any more than I already do, I guess that's even more motivation to work my way through this.

I just... really hope this goes okay. Like I said before... I may not be the type to kill myself over love, I still don't think I'd like the self that hurts them, in any way... so I just gotta hustle my way out of becoming that person.