[In spite of what's happened today, in spite of what Akira's shuttered away - it's clear enough to see that whatever this is, it's weighed down Maruki's shoulders. Maybe for a long time. The sound of his laugh, the twist of his hands... They all speak to an immeasurable strain.
What sort of pain must he have seen, to burden him so? To make the person that's helped Akira hold up his own so deeply wounded?
He doesn't know what he's about to hear. He's heard a lot of terrible things, and maybe it will somehow still be worse. There's something, after all, that ignited Maruki's need to rebel.
But there will never be a world where he answers that question with a "no". Not about this, nor anything else.]
Please. Whatever it is, no matter how painful... I'd still like to know.
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What sort of pain must he have seen, to burden him so? To make the person that's helped Akira hold up his own so deeply wounded?
He doesn't know what he's about to hear. He's heard a lot of terrible things, and maybe it will somehow still be worse. There's something, after all, that ignited Maruki's need to rebel.
But there will never be a world where he answers that question with a "no". Not about this, nor anything else.]
Please. Whatever it is, no matter how painful... I'd still like to know.