[His words sound immediately after Wataru's wandering thoughts spoken aloud, just barely delayed enough to not be an interruption. The blonde looks considerably better than he did before, with all of the medical care he'd received, but he still doesn't look in the best shape. All of this running around and making things right, the torment on others, everything— it's all to achieve goals he views as important. To not give up. But it's also draining him of his life.
But this? He steps out onto the roof just a step or two.]
I want to believe that you're not the type to consider escapes like this, Hibiki-kun. If you were, I'd have to reconsider my view of you. [A view he still hasn't properly expressed. One he hasn't fully understood, really.
He stops where he is, since he doesn't want to let the crowd below see him up here. If they did, rumors would spread, so the fact that he's here at all— it says a lot. His arms fold over his chest.]
Not just that, but those thoughts you've spoken aloud are also something I have a problem with. You have much more on your mind than those things, don't you? You should, at least. A man of your talent wasting away without direction is something that brings tears to my eyes.
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[His words sound immediately after Wataru's wandering thoughts spoken aloud, just barely delayed enough to not be an interruption. The blonde looks considerably better than he did before, with all of the medical care he'd received, but he still doesn't look in the best shape. All of this running around and making things right, the torment on others, everything— it's all to achieve goals he views as important. To not give up. But it's also draining him of his life.
But this? He steps out onto the roof just a step or two.]
I want to believe that you're not the type to consider escapes like this, Hibiki-kun. If you were, I'd have to reconsider my view of you. [A view he still hasn't properly expressed. One he hasn't fully understood, really.
He stops where he is, since he doesn't want to let the crowd below see him up here. If they did, rumors would spread, so the fact that he's here at all— it says a lot. His arms fold over his chest.]
Not just that, but those thoughts you've spoken aloud are also something I have a problem with. You have much more on your mind than those things, don't you? You should, at least. A man of your talent wasting away without direction is something that brings tears to my eyes.
You're not truly considering that, are you?