[...Something deep down had been preparing Basil for that being the answer, as much as he didn't want to believe it. Katurian...dead. He's suddenly bombarded with the memory of just speaking to him not all that long ago...seeing him alive, and...perhaps not well, but still. With no memories of the past week, save for that insistent request, he has nothing to fall back on as to what else could have happened to him. Not even the knowledge of being a Shade himself...
It's better that Komaeda is being honest with him, because sugar coating the reality of it all will just make it harder for him when he faces down the real possibility of dying himself.
This just. ...isn't the first time, for Basil. And it's no less alarming, the way the icy claws of terror grip at his chest, making it hard to breathe.]
I...I'm not sure...
[What to do, he starts to say, but the words die on his tongue before he can say them. Katurian...is he really...?]
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It's better that Komaeda is being honest with him, because sugar coating the reality of it all will just make it harder for him when he faces down the real possibility of dying himself.
This just. ...isn't the first time, for Basil. And it's no less alarming, the way the icy claws of terror grip at his chest, making it hard to breathe.]
I...I'm not sure...
[What to do, he starts to say, but the words die on his tongue before he can say them. Katurian...is he really...?]