[He's about to counter that when something occurs to him. Yes, his first thought was about the whole mess with Daiya, but that's not the only thing he's lied to Ishimaru about. He's lied about training with his Pokémon, he's lied about wanting to fight Ryder, he's lied about a lot of things, hasn't he?
Mondo sits down on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. The weight of what he's done is finally hitting him, and he's pretty sure he's not strong enough to deal with it.
When he finally speaks, his voice is subdued and he doesn't turn to look at Ishimaru.]
...I'm sorry. Words aren't gonna make up for it, I know that. I guess I didn't realize how often I was lying to you 'cause it didn't seem like a big deal. You don't deserve that shit. I'm so fucking sorry.
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Mondo sits down on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. The weight of what he's done is finally hitting him, and he's pretty sure he's not strong enough to deal with it.
When he finally speaks, his voice is subdued and he doesn't turn to look at Ishimaru.]
...I'm sorry. Words aren't gonna make up for it, I know that. I guess I didn't realize how often I was lying to you 'cause it didn't seem like a big deal. You don't deserve that shit. I'm so fucking sorry.