𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 giving himself the same consideration, the same leeway, that he's giving others. It's a bad habit she's more than well aware of, if only because it's a matter of course to him, at this point. He was always held to a different standard than others, and so he defaults to treating himself the same way, even when there's no one else left who would weigh him or his actions so unfairly.
Her poor, dear Ojiro-sama.
"As long as it's an ask and not a demand, I think it's alright." Hinagiku is someone who feels all of her emotions deeply. It's one of her greatest faults as a ninja, but- she thinks- one of her greatest strengths as a person. It's something that's allowed her to try and understand their Master, whether he intended to ever have his own emotions considered or not. "In the end, though, I think people will feel how they feel, and you have to deal with things accordingly. If that means they don't trust you anymore then... well."
A helpless shrug, as she moves to rinse off the knife and cutting board, then shifts toward the stove to begin heating up a pan.
"Sometimes, the things we do... won't be forgiven by everyone, and that's okay. As long as you keep trying to be good, to be better than you were... I don't think anyone can fault you."
Carefully she partitions out an appropriate portion of rice, readies eggs and vegetables for the stir fry, and then rinses her hands again, and carefully, carefully, sets a calloused hand against Q's cheek. It's a brief, fleeting touch, barely-there and warm, mindful of his tolerance for having his space invaded. Then she's back to the stove, not looking at him, but angled so he knows her attention is still mostly his.
"You know I don't. And I don't think your new friends do either... they trust the person you are now. The person you were forced to be before is... someone else now, isn't he?"
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