[It's strange, but he suddenly gets the urge to ask for Yu's glasses, but they're not the right... color? The lens aren't red, so they wouldn't work. It's such a weird thought to have and it's nearly overwhelming, maybe just the after effects of that light hitting him? Probably true to some degree, but it's not going to be a simple explanation, is it?]
...You're sure?
[He asks, a little unsure, because he was really close to his friend and looked pretty scary. However, there's a certain level of belief in Yu's voice, like he just knows that their disappearing friend wouldn't harm him. Guess there's little point prodding about it, since he's no longer around. Not to mention Yu's asking him something that he's been trying to ignore, but it's getting impossible now.
At least he can talk about this with a good friend. Yu wouldn't judge him, right? And he wouldn't judge him.]
Yeah. [He quietly confirms as one hand reaches up to ruffle his own hair.] ...They've felt like memories to me. All coated in red. [He brings his hand back down, wincing a little.]
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...You're sure?
[He asks, a little unsure, because he was really close to his friend and looked pretty scary. However, there's a certain level of belief in Yu's voice, like he just knows that their disappearing friend wouldn't harm him. Guess there's little point prodding about it, since he's no longer around. Not to mention Yu's asking him something that he's been trying to ignore, but it's getting impossible now.
At least he can talk about this with a good friend. Yu wouldn't judge him, right? And he wouldn't judge him.]
Yeah. [He quietly confirms as one hand reaches up to ruffle his own hair.] ...They've felt like memories to me. All coated in red. [He brings his hand back down, wincing a little.]
Well, except one.