( he sighs, shaking his head, he's looking around the art room in search of a chisel... where is it! )
Is that why you're like this, why... you do everything alone, keep secrets... because you don't want to rely on others because you're afraid of it?
( that boy who got up, who persevered through the cold, the waging war of his body pushing him down, forward, wherever it wanted him to drop, that hope. it may be true that his end was unfortunate in one way, just like that child admitted — the past can't be changed, but... it's all too confusing, how did the rock come back with him, how did he have his blood on his body. )
...It showed in your actions, you led us to a cottage not too far away from that ice covered river, you held Adams-san hand, and used her cane. You had something to take care of, even while we were there... it's not like any of us mattered, but... it would make sense.
( who was waiting there, the young child that cried upon seeing his mangled body... that was someone he wanted to get home too. komaeda can't understand the feelings behind coming back home to loved ones, or well, his smile was brief when he was able to return to his ultmates back home — yet, that's not the same thing, he doesn't understnd, doesn't want to understand. )
The way you held onto her, that bit of extra support... that push... what do you think hope is if not having those around you to help your foundation, to give you a chance to reach the pinnacle of your hope... you are no Ultimate, but even people like you can impress me if your efforts is a beacon to others.
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Is that why you're like this, why... you do everything alone, keep secrets... because you don't want to rely on others because you're afraid of it?
( that boy who got up, who persevered through the cold, the waging war of his body pushing him down, forward, wherever it wanted him to drop, that hope. it may be true that his end was unfortunate in one way, just like that child admitted — the past can't be changed, but... it's all too confusing, how did the rock come back with him, how did he have his blood on his body. )
...It showed in your actions, you led us to a cottage not too far away from that ice covered river, you held Adams-san hand, and used her cane. You had something to take care of, even while we were there... it's not like any of us mattered, but... it would make sense.
( who was waiting there, the young child that cried upon seeing his mangled body... that was someone he wanted to get home too. komaeda can't understand the feelings behind coming back home to loved ones, or well, his smile was brief when he was able to return to his ultmates back home — yet, that's not the same thing, he doesn't understnd, doesn't want to understand. )
The way you held onto her, that bit of extra support... that push... what do you think hope is if not having those around you to help your foundation, to give you a chance to reach the pinnacle of your hope... you are no Ultimate, but even people like you can impress me if your efforts is a beacon to others.