[ Natsume’s words strike Junpei dead in the heart, and tears he’d been holding back start to freely flow down the slope of his cheeks and fall to the wooden floor. It starts slow, but soon it’s a deluge, and he begins to gasp out sobs.
Still, he nods. It makes sense. It makes so much sense it’s painful. His mother’s love. It was that powerful, wasn’t it? It could last beyond her. Beyond the abyss that now separated them. She wouldn’t want him to be hiding, and scared, and lonely. His mother was the person he cared about the most in the world - but he was also the same for her. ]
... I-I’m sorry ... let me ... go dry my face.
[ He shakily rises to his feet, rubbing his eyes with his sleeve to at least get some visibility if he’s going to walk to the kitchen. ]
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Still, he nods. It makes sense. It makes so much sense it’s painful. His mother’s love. It was that powerful, wasn’t it? It could last beyond her. Beyond the abyss that now separated them. She wouldn’t want him to be hiding, and scared, and lonely. His mother was the person he cared about the most in the world - but he was also the same for her. ]
... I-I’m sorry ... let me ... go dry my face.
[ He shakily rises to his feet, rubbing his eyes with his sleeve to at least get some visibility if he’s going to walk to the kitchen. ]