[ Red listens quietly, staying quiet a little after Komaeda finishes, too. There's a fine mist that can be faintly seen as he breathes in the cold air, but Red does nothing about it. Let it stay, for now. ]
Have you thought about... [ 'Not moving?' No, that isn't a good way to put (and he already knows the answer), and so he huffs lightly, mouth clamped, a tight expression on his face before it softens. He starts again. ] We have keep moving, sure, but-- have you talked to anyone about it yet? Have you talked about how you feel?
You weren't close, but you admired her. She... [ His lips pinch as he pauses, gaze leaving Komaeda for the ground beside them, then returning again. There's a look more sympathetic on his face, there too in his voice. ]
...isn't this like losing her again? But-- for the very first time.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2016-10-21 03:25 pm (UTC)Have you thought about... [ 'Not moving?' No, that isn't a good way to put (and he already knows the answer), and so he huffs lightly, mouth clamped, a tight expression on his face before it softens. He starts again. ] We have keep moving, sure, but-- have you talked to anyone about it yet? Have you talked about how you feel?
You weren't close, but you admired her. She... [ His lips pinch as he pauses, gaze leaving Komaeda for the ground beside them, then returning again. There's a look more sympathetic on his face, there too in his voice. ]
...isn't this like losing her again? But-- for the very first time.