( he feels himself yanked again, and he doesn't have that much strength to keep himself up — so it's easy to make him crouch down, his other hand sticks out to press against the ground to make sure he doesn't fall over. his fingers dig into the dirt absentmindedly, and he looks towards npc-kun trying to mold his features within the darkness, and the flashlight below them shines at their pant's leg, and feet, the only light that matters. )

Hm... It sounds scary because you're afraid of the unknown, of being left alone, and that's why you hang onto us so tightly, but we'll always be a reach away.

( they'll remain in grabbing distance for the night, there won't be a moment they'll be out of their eyesight considering the worry they have. komaeda's aware how this stems from their youth, how they don't want to lose anyone else, or run around in a big world — darkness — searching. )

You have to see it, and if you hate it... we can turn back like Amami-kun said. I can also fix us a meal, I'm pretty amazing.

( ... )