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Sure, he could just say he doesn't have a use for Sayori and why should he anyway?? What stops him is what she said earlier. That she likes him, for some inexplicable arcane reason he can't hope to understand. It's not like he's been nice. Or well, maybe for him, he has been.
It addresses some sort of need Ogata can't really articulate because it's not one he ever really interfaces with. The need to be cared about. So neglected is it that he's generally most comfortable when people clearly don't want him around, or at least don't care one way or another, purely out of familiarity. Being faced with the opposite is alien and the uncertainty makes him want to avoid it. He doesn't want to be tricked and used again.
Sayori smiled at him. She taught him about poetry. More than anything, she refuses to hate him even now that she knows what he's really like. The irrational, scared animal part of his brain wants to kill her for that. To remove the inconsistency from the way he sees the world. But there have been too many challenges to that world lately. Besides, he's positive he wouldn't survive the aftermath. It's not like he could run away the way he normally does. The bracers have trackers on them.]
You're absolutely terrifying.
[Ogata what the FUCK does that mean.]