[ soujuurou understands that feeling well. he’ll give her some time as mcgillis picks up the body and yoon goes through his issues, but after a few minutes he’ll go to her. ]
Sayaka. I’m sorry, but…we need to go. I can carry you if you’re not up for running.
[ because a girl sobbing alone when they called for help is just too weird to not rouse suspicion. ]
[All Sayaka wants to do after this is curl up on her bed, truly. Maybe get something back in her system after...all of that, but Soujuurou's words are grounding. She doesn't even say anything about the use of her first name, because it at least gets her attention and...
When she looks up, her gaze is...quite blank, and she doesn't even look like she's sobbed despite the clear fact that she's cried. It's strange, really, but...]
...I'd appreciate it. Thank you, Shizuki-kun.
[...Her words are blank too, but let's get the fuck out of here after the funeral.]
The second she gets any sort of brainpower back she is going to be embarrassed to hell and back but Sayaka winds up nodding her head mechanically, climbing onto him without much of a word and wrapping her arms around so she can support herself a bit.
Physical contact isn't so bad at this moment, at least.]
...Thank you. I owe you something good for dinner when we're out of here.
[ despite the situation, soujuurou smiles, and even chuckles at the suggestion. as soon as she’s adjusted, he breaks out on a light jog surprisingly effortless despite his exhaustion.
his expression settles back down to something more neutral though, as he continues the jog. ]
I fear that this is probably my fault. I should have told everyone to stop attacking earlier— but I didn’t. Even I attacked him.
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Sayaka. I’m sorry, but…we need to go. I can carry you if you’re not up for running.
[ because a girl sobbing alone when they called for help is just too weird to not rouse suspicion. ]
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When she looks up, her gaze is...quite blank, and she doesn't even look like she's sobbed despite the clear fact that she's cried. It's strange, really, but...]
...I'd appreciate it. Thank you, Shizuki-kun.
[...Her words are blank too, but let's get the fuck out of here after the funeral.]
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[ he’ll step in front of her, kneeling down so that she has easy access to climb on his back. ]
I’m pretty good at running, so climb on and hold on tight.
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The second she gets any sort of brainpower back she is going to be embarrassed to hell and back but Sayaka winds up nodding her head mechanically, climbing onto him without much of a word and wrapping her arms around so she can support herself a bit.
Physical contact isn't so bad at this moment, at least.]
...Thank you. I owe you something good for dinner when we're out of here.
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[ despite the situation, soujuurou smiles, and even chuckles at the suggestion. as soon as she’s adjusted, he breaks out on a light jog surprisingly effortless despite his exhaustion.
his expression settles back down to something more neutral though, as he continues the jog. ]
I fear that this is probably my fault. I should have told everyone to stop attacking earlier— but I didn’t. Even I attacked him.