[ that makes him freeze, and then he slowly finishes off his tendy. the feeling coming off of him is uncertain, confused, and something that's a little dark and difficult to discern. ryo isn't even sure what it is. ]
[Hm. But he knows what he felt. He remembers. Something just told him... Ryo had been crying. He glances away for a moment, and then slowly looks back. Thoughtful.]
[The strange feeling unnerves him a little, not because it's scary, but because he can't place it. And he isn't sure what that means in regards to Ryo, coming from Ryo. What it means in regards to himself.]
I don't think...
[He trails off, considering.]
I don't think you knew... that I had yet. You were still talking. I think you thought... I'd be okay.
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I don't think so.
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I wonder if you were sad when I died.
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at the question, though, ryo's lips curl into a slight smile. the feeling that's hard to decipher just gets a bit stronger. ]
Do you think I wasn't?
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I don't think...
[He trails off, considering.]
I don't think you knew... that I had yet. You were still talking. I think you thought... I'd be okay.
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[ he reaches a hand out, and places it against akira's cheek. soft. ]
Just don't die again, Akira.
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I can’t promise that, Ryo…
[He lids his eyes though and lets his face rest against the hand.]
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[ that way they'll never have to deal with ryo being forced to handle a dead akira. ]