In the last hour, Yuji has been through the wringer, almost died, had the man that admits to being his brother almost tear him to shreds, has lost control of his body and had himself bear witness to the mass murder of innocent people. He can't help but blame himself for it, hate himself for it, but...
As March's arms wrap around him, he blinks back the tears that have him prickling, and he breathes out softly. ]
I know, there are, but... But if I don't go, then Nanamin...
[ He leans down, pressing his head against her shoulder. It's as if, in his heart, he already knows: it's too late. ]
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In the last hour, Yuji has been through the wringer, almost died, had the man that admits to being his brother almost tear him to shreds, has lost control of his body and had himself bear witness to the mass murder of innocent people. He can't help but blame himself for it, hate himself for it, but...
As March's arms wrap around him, he blinks back the tears that have him prickling, and he breathes out softly. ]
I know, there are, but... But if I don't go, then Nanamin...
[ He leans down, pressing his head against her shoulder. It's as if, in his heart, he already knows: it's too late. ]