[ That same statement echoes in his thoughts, he just won't say it out loud. Neither of the two other men have a goal beyond. Unlike himself. Mine already judges them for it.
His gaze flickers to the side, not catching more than a glimpse of Nishikiyama who keeps him in his view. Mine only hears his hesitation, separated from the image out of the corner of his eye. With apprehension he finds that the reply doesn't fit his question. He'd had in mind some title, maybe, other than captain or even a position that doesn't have a name.
Nishikiyama's answer is unambiguous, yet he doesn't understand. Mine's lips part and he sucks in breath through his teeth as if to speak. He's interrupted. After Nishikiyama's confession trails the hum of the motor, other than that a silence stretching further than Mine'd wanted here. His hands squeeze the steering. ]
I am. [ Where the patriarch's eyes have fallen onto the dashboard, Mine finally turns his head. In so many, or so fewer words, that's his aim. Doesn't Nishikiyama look at him? ] I'm trying to show you.
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His gaze flickers to the side, not catching more than a glimpse of Nishikiyama who keeps him in his view. Mine only hears his hesitation, separated from the image out of the corner of his eye. With apprehension he finds that the reply doesn't fit his question. He'd had in mind some title, maybe, other than captain or even a position that doesn't have a name.
Nishikiyama's answer is unambiguous, yet he doesn't understand. Mine's lips part and he sucks in breath through his teeth as if to speak. He's interrupted. After Nishikiyama's confession trails the hum of the motor, other than that a silence stretching further than Mine'd wanted here. His hands squeeze the steering. ]
I am. [ Where the patriarch's eyes have fallen onto the dashboard, Mine finally turns his head. In so many, or so fewer words, that's his aim. Doesn't Nishikiyama look at him? ] I'm trying to show you.