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Within the span of their mixing shadows, he clutches at the approximation of her shoulders to keep her close, connected. He knows her pain so intimately, he doesn't want her to pull away from the inherent understanding that radiates off of him.]
Nanami-san.
[His voice clips with worry, audio glitching at its edges as he does his very best then, and only then, to form a pair of eyes within his shadow to look at her properly with. He leans forward, presses the general area of his forehead to hers, and rests there for a moment.
He's here, he'll always be here for her, he'll always support her no matter what. Even now, he worries but... He knows she needs this. She was there, in Felfri. She saw first hand what Elias did to their most precious people. She should be allowed to feel her anger, even if his own protectiveness of her hates the idea of her going to the arcade.]
Don't die. If you die, I... I don't think I can handle that, again...
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It strengthens her. His love makes her more resolved. This is what she means to protect, always. Her dear friends don't deserve to be hurt and abused by a force who doesn't care for them, and only wants power...
Their foreheads meet, and mix, almost like their brains are touching if they still had any. Nanami closes her eyes, and reflects back into Komaeda that reassurance and love. ]
I'll be careful. I promise. [ She can't promise not to die. But she can promise to do her best. ]
I'll be back soon, I... [ She hesitates, and looks to the fallen school boxes. Guess they did figure out what to do with that after all. ]
Thank you.