[ Maruki hears it, loud and clear. As if Akira would have to plead with him– as if he has to even ask at all. Come with me may as well be a command, and it's one Maruki is all too eager to obey.
This reality has made him stronger in many ways, and weak in several more. He no longer has to deal with things alone, so he no longer wants to. It's selfish, disgustingly so, but he doesn't want to face whatever this is on his own. He wants Akira at his side, no matter how terrible it is.
He tears his eyes away from Rumi, finally. Doesn't pull his wrist away from Akira's grasp.
As they head for the exit, he says it quietly, definitively: ]
It's not her. There's nothing that she would wish for.
[ Rumi wants for nothing. He made sure of that. A regret he would repeat again and again, in every lifetime, and one that would bar her from ever being able to meet the conditions of a reality like this. ]
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This reality has made him stronger in many ways, and weak in several more. He no longer has to deal with things alone, so he no longer wants to. It's selfish, disgustingly so, but he doesn't want to face whatever this is on his own. He wants Akira at his side, no matter how terrible it is.
He tears his eyes away from Rumi, finally. Doesn't pull his wrist away from Akira's grasp.
As they head for the exit, he says it quietly, definitively: ]
It's not her. There's nothing that she would wish for.
[ Rumi wants for nothing. He made sure of that. A regret he would repeat again and again, in every lifetime, and one that would bar her from ever being able to meet the conditions of a reality like this. ]