[The hand on his shoulder is enough to make Hiroto jump. The image staring him down from the ice wall isn't nearly so dramatic as either of Nero's - it's a single boy. Could be Hiroto himself, he has the same green eyes and red hair....but this other boy is also somehow different. A little taller, maybe, a bit less pale, his hair is a little straighter....and there's that smirk he wears. There's something mean-spirited in it.]
R-Right. [He spares a glance at the other-Hiroto, who has a dark and threatening angry expression now.] You don't think they'll come out and attack if we ignore them, do you?
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--Uh, right, sorry...
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Hey, it's alright. Just try not to focus on what the walls are showing us, okay?
[Bold words for someone who's already cursed.]
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[He'll just keep gently guiding Hiroto along.]
But we can totally take them if they try.
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[He's pretty sure? Like maybe if the dead are zombies but. Not the case here.]
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[Here kid, have a hair ruffle.]
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[He shifts uncomfortably, the image in the ice scowls. Hiroto can feel it. And he....shrinks back, a little.]
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... Here. Close your eyes and grab my hands.
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Sorry....
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Nah, you've got nothing to apologize for. Just keep focused on my voice for now.
[...]
Got anyone from home you can't wait to talk to again when all this is over?
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...No one who'd want to talk to me.
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[He squeezes Hiroto's hands a bit.]
C'mon, who were you going to talk about for a sec there?
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Well, there's.... Midorikawa. He'd be so excited to hear I went to another planet. But he- doesn't remember me. A-And there's Endou-kun, but......
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... Don't force yourself if it'd just upset you.
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