[She's gone WELL before he can try. It's questionable that she even heard what he said. All she does is move, cold and upset and tired and frightened and trying her best to think of what she has to do, to the task at hand... rather than dwell on the words of Kurusu Akira.
but even as the group steps through the room of req
even as she forces everything down to try and think of saving humanity, of saving those trapped in this place
[she's gone, and he isn't even sure she heard him, and his throat feels tight and his face burns and--]
[. . .]
[. . . he slumps against the wall, furiously scrubbing at his face, a string of barely audible curses whispered upon his lips. and before he pulls himself upright. . .]
[he lowers his hand, curls his fingers into a fist, and brings same down against the wall as hard as he can]
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but even as the group steps through the room of req
even as she forces everything down to try and think of saving humanity, of saving those trapped in this place
even now
she thinks of him
and wants to cry for the unfairness of it all.]
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[. . .]
[. . . he slumps against the wall, furiously scrubbing at his face, a string of barely audible curses whispered upon his lips. and before he pulls himself upright. . .]
[he lowers his hand, curls his fingers into a fist, and brings same down against the wall as hard as he can]