[Is he really lying, though? Because he should be okay. Inaba just told him that it ends. It's supposed to end when you die, right? And Atsushi wasn't going to be the one to die, not ever, so it had to be the headmaster.
But it doesn't feel over.
He takes a sharp yet shaky breath in when she says what he fears: That it's okay not to be okay. It's like she can read his denial. She really does know everything about him, but it isn't creepy. It's comforting.]
You don't know that. [There's an automatic mumble when she says he isn't a monster. She may know everything else, but she can't read his mind. She doesn't know what kinds of thoughts are going through his head right now. Hideous thoughts, where he isn't even sad that someone died.
But he's still not sure what to say to her. Well, what to really say. Atsushi does start by very lightly, very hesitantly, putting one arm around her. The most half-hearted of attempts to comfort himself. It's almost an experiment, really, because Atsushi isn't used to giving or receiving positive physical contact at all. He doesn't deserve it. The effort is so light that it's almost as ghostly as the voice filtering through his head. One that is fading as he clings to Inaba's voice instead.
He takes another deep breath. Calmer now. At least not in a state where he would hound her for more answers.]
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But it doesn't feel over.
He takes a sharp yet shaky breath in when she says what he fears: That it's okay not to be okay. It's like she can read his denial. She really does know everything about him, but it isn't creepy. It's comforting.]
You don't know that. [There's an automatic mumble when she says he isn't a monster. She may know everything else, but she can't read his mind. She doesn't know what kinds of thoughts are going through his head right now. Hideous thoughts, where he isn't even sad that someone died.
But he's still not sure what to say to her. Well, what to really say. Atsushi does start by very lightly, very hesitantly, putting one arm around her. The most half-hearted of attempts to comfort himself. It's almost an experiment, really, because Atsushi isn't used to giving or receiving positive physical contact at all. He doesn't deserve it. The effort is so light that it's almost as ghostly as the voice filtering through his head. One that is fading as he clings to Inaba's voice instead.
He takes another deep breath. Calmer now. At least not in a state where he would hound her for more answers.]
Thank you.