[ This time there isn't a break before Boa responds because the responds feels like he is simply carrying on a shared train of thought that Mitsuru started. ]
... at least I could try to keep my promise and see you on Monday. At least I could try to keep them from using you. At least you...
[ Isn't it funny how the list goes on and on like that? ]
I'd died, I'd... there was nothing left of everything I wanted for myself, but you... You were alive, you still had a use for me, you were waiting...
[ His voice wavers at that. Why would anybody ever wait for him? Wait for anybody? Fight for yourself, stumble and get left behind... and yet... He'd wait for Mitsuru now, a dozen times over if he had to. Letting him slip through his fingers is the much more terrifying thought.]
cont. suicide cw.
... at least I could try to keep my promise and see you on Monday. At least I could try to keep them from using you. At least you...
[ Isn't it funny how the list goes on and on like that? ]
I'd died, I'd... there was nothing left of everything I wanted for myself, but you... You were alive, you still had a use for me, you were waiting...
[ His voice wavers at that. Why would anybody ever wait for him? Wait for anybody? Fight for yourself, stumble and get left behind... and yet... He'd wait for Mitsuru now, a dozen times over if he had to. Letting him slip through his fingers is the much more terrifying thought.]