[ He doesn't clear the dirt clinging under his nails and over his fingers when he brings it back to himself, his chin lifting to finally meet the gaze that he already hears in Komaeda's voice. There's something more solid now about Red's own, a voice heavier with a spine for the belief he's about to speak with. ]
You wouldn't have seen me in Piphron's land if I did. I wouldn't have gone. [ A pause, and then the look drops, even if his head doesn't. ]
I wouldn't be a trainer. [ It was the way his mind was going, back then. ]
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You wouldn't have seen me in Piphron's land if I did. I wouldn't have gone. [ A pause, and then the look drops, even if his head doesn't. ]
I wouldn't be a trainer. [ It was the way his mind was going, back then. ]