They had b-better be. [It was a proper parade of tears now. Enough that she has to wipe them away with her sleeve, has to huff and puff her way back to intelligible speech.] I'm just a s-stupid writer. Fat lot of good that ever d-did anyone. Just useless!
[She'd found a way to fight back home. Even if her talent wasn't needed just yet — maybe once things were better settled, when the rest of her classmates were out of the damn line of danger. And that's another thought she doesn't need, they might not be alive by the time she gets back, if she gets back. If she's ever able to find out.
Oh god, please please please just stop. She can't accept that future. She won't, she won't, not after all they'd been through. They'd already been whittled down from fifteen to six, if it comes to three or two or one? What happens then?
They're smarter than you. Fukawa inhales thinly, raises her head a bit. Catches this kindly stranger by the eye. They're stronger, they carried your ungrateful ass through every trial before this, they can carry themselves through now. Even Komaru is a hero in her own right, she was strong with or without her.
She has to believe that much. Believe in them. That's all she can do now. They better not fucking disappoint her.]
...Just who are you, anyway?
[This guy's been almost too reasonable. She doesn't even have his name. He's given her next to nothing, now that she thinks about it. Why would he waste this much time pampering a complete mess like her?]
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[She'd found a way to fight back home. Even if her talent wasn't needed just yet — maybe once things were better settled, when the rest of her classmates were out of the damn line of danger. And that's another thought she doesn't need, they might not be alive by the time she gets back, if she gets back. If she's ever able to find out.
Oh god, please please please just stop. She can't accept that future. She won't, she won't, not after all they'd been through. They'd already been whittled down from fifteen to six, if it comes to three or two or one? What happens then?
They're smarter than you. Fukawa inhales thinly, raises her head a bit. Catches this kindly stranger by the eye. They're stronger, they carried your ungrateful ass through every trial before this, they can carry themselves through now. Even Komaru is a hero in her own right, she was strong with or without her.
She has to believe that much. Believe in them. That's all she can do now. They better not fucking disappoint her.]
...Just who are you, anyway?
[This guy's been almost too reasonable. She doesn't even have his name. He's given her next to nothing, now that she thinks about it. Why would he waste this much time pampering a complete mess like her?]