[ Don't think she didn't notice that very subtle veer away from agreeing with her that Ann is totally hot, Ryuji. But she won't linger on it either, shrugging a little helplessly.
Because he gets it. And there had been nothing stranger than having to go to school, to go around Morimiya and realize that people didn't remember... the shape of a disaster. What had made them sick, what had really injured them, what had scared them.
And they didn't remember "her", either, and Rion thought she could understand now what a hollow victory was. Hardly anyone would know. And there had been a loss that no one else would have felt, so even the mourning had felt empty. ]
You're right. Whatever the reason, we're here now. So let's kick the crap out of loneliness and keep going.
[He parrots her in response, because- honestly, he's not that great about talking about this sort of stuff intentionally. His earnesty comes out in small bursts that he can't control and he might say some pretty emotionally charged stuff, but it's not like a faucet he knows how to turn on or off, kind of like his ability to turn things different colors.
But he does get it, and if she's some alternate universe Ann, or Ann is some alternate universe Rion, then, that's cool. At least they have a common ground to kind of walk together through. And man, does this kid adore Ann, even if he's absolutely shit at showing it in constructive, non-back-and-forth-bickering kind of ways.]
Yo, don't hold those punches back, then. I won't either. [He shadow boxes with a free hand.
[ Or his ability to blurt out his thoughts on her school uniform. It's okay, Ryuji, she knows someone just like you, except he isn't blond and Kou probably isn't in love with him. This friendship will go on. ]
Definitely. But maybe try and help out Alfredo first before you go punching anything.
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[ Don't think she didn't notice that very subtle veer away from agreeing with her that Ann is totally hot, Ryuji. But she won't linger on it either, shrugging a little helplessly.
Because he gets it. And there had been nothing stranger than having to go to school, to go around Morimiya and realize that people didn't remember... the shape of a disaster. What had made them sick, what had really injured them, what had scared them.
And they didn't remember "her", either, and Rion thought she could understand now what a hollow victory was. Hardly anyone would know. And there had been a loss that no one else would have felt, so even the mourning had felt empty. ]
You're right. Whatever the reason, we're here now. So let's kick the crap out of loneliness and keep going.
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[He parrots her in response, because- honestly, he's not that great about talking about this sort of stuff intentionally. His earnesty comes out in small bursts that he can't control and he might say some pretty emotionally charged stuff, but it's not like a faucet he knows how to turn on or off, kind of like his ability to turn things different colors.
But he does get it, and if she's some alternate universe Ann, or Ann is some alternate universe Rion, then, that's cool. At least they have a common ground to kind of walk together through. And man, does this kid adore Ann, even if he's absolutely shit at showing it in constructive, non-back-and-forth-bickering kind of ways.]
Yo, don't hold those punches back, then. I won't either. [He shadow boxes with a free hand.
Can't let Alfredo go to pieces, after all.]
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Definitely. But maybe try and help out Alfredo first before you go punching anything.