[ He wants to laugh. He really does. The person standing not too far off is, in fact, the lame Kida Masaomi he knows all too well. But that's exactly what bugs him.
He's so very casual, and that shouldn't really bother him as much as it does. Has he forgotten everything from home? Why isn't he mad with Mikado? Why isn't he going to demand an apology for the horrible mistakes he made back home? Why, why, why--
Everything comes rushing up his throat, and his voice wobbles as he speaks. He forces what he can out, though. ]
Masaomi--
Masaomi, it's really you..?!
[ He already knows the answer. He already knows, without any bad humor, that he person before him really is Masaomi. He'd be able to pull him from a crowd of hundreds - maybe even thousands - any day.
But this isn't the day he wants to see him. He doesn't want to confront Masaomi about anything. Not yet. ]
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He's so very casual, and that shouldn't really bother him as much as it does. Has he forgotten everything from home? Why isn't he mad with Mikado? Why isn't he going to demand an apology for the horrible mistakes he made back home? Why, why, why--
Everything comes rushing up his throat, and his voice wobbles as he speaks. He forces what he can out, though. ]
Masaomi--
Masaomi, it's really you..?!
[ He already knows the answer. He already knows, without any bad humor, that he person before him really is Masaomi. He'd be able to pull him from a crowd of hundreds - maybe even thousands - any day.
But this isn't the day he wants to see him. He doesn't want to confront Masaomi about anything. Not yet. ]