[ just like last week, he just looks up at her, lower lip trembling, and he just - he just nods. he doesn't have the strength to do anything else, right now. ]
[ uppies... he doesn't even fight it, just kind of numbly loops an arm around her shoulders, and... does. he hasn't stopped, really, tears just streaking down his cheeks.
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[she's just going to carry him, sorry about it. hoist. and then, soft, as she adjusts him.]
You can cry. It's alright, I'm here.
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quietly: ]
... the dream I had... it was about her.
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and then she wipes that off her face.]
A week in and already ready for marriage, huh? [she teases gently.] Must've been sweet.
[talk about the good parts. remember the good parts, she thinks.]
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he shakes his head - but he lets out a tiny, tiny hiccup of what could be a laugh. ]
Until the end. [ you know the. toes. god. it's a tiny bit closer to normalcy, at least. ]
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Until the end, yeah. I've got no control over that particular bit. [...] We'll figure it out tomorrow, alright? We'll get it.
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... the... I doubt anyone would want to hurt her. The person who did it... I'm sure they... they must be suffering, too.
[ considering iwatooshi, last week. they have to find whoever did it. ]
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[that doesn't really make her feel better about it, but it is what it is.]
I'd like to figure out Tomizawa, too.
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... me too.