The look on Akira's face is momentarily bitter, but he swallows thickly, trying not to remember the face of Haru's dad. Or her face. The way she'd looked. The way she'd sounded. He tries not to think the words, "Believe me, I kind of learned that lesson from my friend, already."
Seriously? Even now?
Or maybe it's because of what's going on now. Because of what they just saw. Maybe it's just being reminded so strongly of... back then. ]
We should get out of here. I have some tea that might help you.
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The look on Akira's face is momentarily bitter, but he swallows thickly, trying not to remember the face of Haru's dad. Or her face. The way she'd looked. The way she'd sounded. He tries not to think the words, "Believe me, I kind of learned that lesson from my friend, already."
Seriously? Even now?
Or maybe it's because of what's going on now. Because of what they just saw. Maybe it's just being reminded so strongly of... back then. ]
We should get out of here. I have some tea that might help you.