[The boy is right, of course. It feels as though Josh's voice is coming to him from a great distance, but god, it had to be better than all of this.
It's getting cold in Josh's room, cold and darker than it should be. Makoto, in the meantime, is quietly sinking his head into his hands.]
I can't. [It's a tiny whisper, tiny and broken.] I can't let him go.
[(Because letting Hikaru Shinta go meant that he had crawled back up - lost his second chance, lost that shot at redemption - for nothing.)
Thankfully, Davis is stirring inside Josh's head.
We can bring him back together. Just keep holding on to him.
They both had to push for it. They both needed to stay calm, because that was one emotion that Makoto Kuzunoha just wasn't capable of feeling right now.]
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It's getting cold in Josh's room, cold and darker than it should be. Makoto, in the meantime, is quietly sinking his head into his hands.]
I can't. [It's a tiny whisper, tiny and broken.] I can't let him go.
[(Because letting Hikaru Shinta go meant that he had crawled back up - lost his second chance, lost that shot at redemption - for nothing.)
Thankfully, Davis is stirring inside Josh's head.
We can bring him back together. Just keep holding on to him.
They both had to push for it. They both needed to stay calm, because that was one emotion that Makoto Kuzunoha just wasn't capable of feeling right now.]