[ And maybe that is why Josh acts before he thinks, reaching out to close a hand over one of those that Makoto is looking down at, because the circumstances might be different but the look on the former Sin-Eater's face strikes a chord that echoes a little too loud in Josh's own chest--
( Was it my fault? Was it because I took you down and-- Angel, no, don't-- Josh, you're in a wheelchair.
The twist in his chest and the shakiness in his arm as he set a hand to his friend's back, as Angelo Salas pitched forward to buryΒ his face in his hands. It's okay. Shit happens. Bad draw, right? It sucks. But it's... it's not your fault. Doctors said if it wasn't the training run, it could have been something worse. )
--blinking now, surprised that his fingers are curled around the geist's. A slow exhale because... well, shit. ]
Breathe, [ wincing a little because -- may be the wrong choice of words when talking to a dead guy ] you're alright.
[ Then a brief pause, before: ] You know this better than me. Geists are all about this: feeling and the excess of it. You can get a handle on it, just remember that this is part of it.
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( Was it my fault? Was it because I took you down and--
Angel, no, don't--
Josh, you're in a wheelchair.
The twist in his chest and the shakiness in his arm as he set a hand to his friend's back, as Angelo Salas pitched forward to buryΒ his face in his hands. It's okay. Shit happens. Bad draw, right? It sucks. But it's... it's not your fault. Doctors said if it wasn't the training run, it could have been something worse. )
--blinking now, surprised that his fingers are curled around the geist's. A slow exhale because... well, shit. ]
Breathe, [ wincing a little because -- may be the wrong choice of words when talking to a dead guy ] you're alright.
[ Then a brief pause, before: ] You know this better than me. Geists are all about this: feeling and the excess of it. You can get a handle on it, just remember that this is part of it.