[ He can't see the flowers, but Red's sure he knows something is there by feeling alone. It stirs his anxiety a little, but he reassures it, tempers it with a breath and the trust in those with him. It's a comfort worth more than words, one he didn't know he needed reminded of before he had it. Had been reaching out in his attempt to scare and push Komaeda away.
But the words too, and the touch, still give him plenty as well. ]
I never used to doubt myself this way before. Everything I thought's been challenged, and it gets tiring. [ ... ] Sometimes, I miss...being able to travel, to pack my things and go, like I did. Being able to move on to somewhere else. Living my old life...
[ He can imagine it now, easily. The scent of grass and dirt of a foreign land picks on the breeze. Really, it does more to make his heart drop than comfort him as his present company does, and it fades away. ]
...I know I wouldn't go away. [ To leave, at least, permanently. ] I can't. There's too much I want to see done. I want to do more. To do good...
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Date: 2016-09-17 05:44 pm (UTC)But the words too, and the touch, still give him plenty as well. ]
I never used to doubt myself this way before. Everything I thought's been challenged, and it gets tiring. [ ... ] Sometimes, I miss...being able to travel, to pack my things and go, like I did. Being able to move on to somewhere else. Living my old life...
[ He can imagine it now, easily. The scent of grass and dirt of a foreign land picks on the breeze. Really, it does more to make his heart drop than comfort him as his present company does, and it fades away. ]
...I know I wouldn't go away. [ To leave, at least, permanently. ] I can't. There's too much I want to see done. I want to do more. To do good...
That's my hope.