[ It's a strange sight, seeing a grown man cry. Hakuryuu cried, but this man was at least five years older! Yet what she calls to attention first is neither his bandaged eye nor his tears. ]
Are you... [ Kougyoku raises her hand tentatively, as if to place it on his shoulder, but decides against it. She was never one for physical contact. ] Are you alone, too? In this world, I mean.
[ She settles for sitting next to him, with her legs folded under her thighs and his profile facing her. ]
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Are you... [ Kougyoku raises her hand tentatively, as if to place it on his shoulder, but decides against it. She was never one for physical contact. ] Are you alone, too? In this world, I mean.
[ She settles for sitting next to him, with her legs folded under her thighs and his profile facing her. ]