The henshin fails, and I see something ripple away in green, with a trace of a face... Ah, Philip-kun, no...
I screw up my face in empathy, ready to ease poor Shotarou-kun with a gentle hug if he needs it, with tissues which have to be around here somewhere, with anything, except he basically falls apart, clutching the belt and one of those little memory sticks, and there's no way I can move.
I don't say anything, because there's nothing to say. I just keep stroking his shoulder, letting him know that he's not alone. Even if he's alone, now.
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gah, boys :(
Date: 2012-05-27 09:25 am (UTC)The henshin fails, and I see something ripple away in green, with a trace of a face... Ah, Philip-kun, no...
I screw up my face in empathy, ready to ease poor Shotarou-kun with a gentle hug if he needs it, with tissues which have to be around here somewhere, with anything, except he basically falls apart, clutching the belt and one of those little memory sticks, and there's no way I can move.
I don't say anything, because there's nothing to say. I just keep stroking his shoulder, letting him know that he's not alone. Even if he's alone, now.