[The detailed description he gives her next is adsorbed completely. While she might not look like she's listening, she definitely is, and may be listening more intently to him than anyone else in the last... few months? There's some window of time where she felt somewhat the same. The roads with conjoining, the sky was glitching into pieces, and there was a girl with red hair.
She can't remember much.
The friendship he's describing definitely isn't anything she would call a 'friendship'. Saionji would call that... being very invested allies. Something like mikata, only they're legitimately interested in the well-being each other, too. It's more than just obligations and social cues. Those kind of bonds are rare.
Which is why she really didn't want either her dad or Koizumi to leave her life.
(But they did. And unless they come here, she'll never see them again. She doesn't want to go to Yomi- she doesn't want to admit she doesn't believe in Yomi. She wants an idealistic Western heaven, but if anyone brought up the idea of it, she'd only laugh it off. Most human don't deserve to even touch that place. Her father and Koizumi, maybe.
Herself? Perhaps not. So it's the dwelling stench and rot of Yomi that she thinks awaits her, or a dark sleep. Not... this. She never expected this.)
Garry's done too much for her already, and for some reason, she doesn't want herself to feel weak to look like a sap. So the first question she thinks of never makes it to her mouth.]
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She can't remember much.
The friendship he's describing definitely isn't anything she would call a 'friendship'. Saionji would call that... being very invested allies. Something like mikata, only they're legitimately interested in the well-being each other, too. It's more than just obligations and social cues. Those kind of bonds are rare.
Which is why she really didn't want either her dad or Koizumi to leave her life.
(But they did. And unless they come here, she'll never see them again. She doesn't want to go to Yomi- she doesn't want to admit she doesn't believe in Yomi. She wants an idealistic Western heaven, but if anyone brought up the idea of it, she'd only laugh it off. Most human don't deserve to even touch that place. Her father and Koizumi, maybe.
Herself? Perhaps not. So it's the dwelling stench and rot of Yomi that she thinks awaits her, or a dark sleep. Not... this. She never expected this.)
Garry's done too much for her already, and for some reason, she doesn't want
herself to feel weakto look like a sap. So the first question she thinks of never makes it to her mouth.]...Are you that kind of friend with Ib?