[God, he feels weak. Small. He can tell himself he's had worse, but the pain doesn't contrast, it compounds. Adding upon old scars, bringing back old feelings. He never again wanted to feel as helpless as he did when Nanako was kidnapped. And yet, here he is, face pressed into another friend's shoulder as if his very life depends on it.
People can't be alone. In some sense, Yu knows this. But feeling it so keenly still tightens the knot in his chest. What would happen if Scott disappeared, or Kotone, or Charles, or Aether? Any of the people he cares about? He had felt safe, with Yosuke. With Mikey. He made the mistake of feeling like things could go on forever. Now he faces the consequences of those mistakes, and it's worse than he could have imagined. No wonder he pushed it all away for so long; part of him wishes he could push it away now.
But he can't. And here, now, he's not alone. It feels bad, relying on someone else like this, but he...he doesn't know what else he could do.
The way Scott talks sounds so...normal. He tries to keep that tone in his mind, tries to at least act like everything hasn't been pulled from underneath him. Like he hasn't become unmoored.] Salty and sweet. Makes sense. I think I'd like to try that too.
[Everything is not normal. Everything is not okay. But-- maybe he can pretend like it is, just for now.]
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People can't be alone. In some sense, Yu knows this. But feeling it so keenly still tightens the knot in his chest. What would happen if Scott disappeared, or Kotone, or Charles, or Aether? Any of the people he cares about? He had felt safe, with Yosuke. With Mikey. He made the mistake of feeling like things could go on forever. Now he faces the consequences of those mistakes, and it's worse than he could have imagined. No wonder he pushed it all away for so long; part of him wishes he could push it away now.
But he can't. And here, now, he's not alone. It feels bad, relying on someone else like this, but he...he doesn't know what else he could do.
The way Scott talks sounds so...normal. He tries to keep that tone in his mind, tries to at least act like everything hasn't been pulled from underneath him. Like he hasn't become unmoored.] Salty and sweet. Makes sense. I think I'd like to try that too.
[Everything is not normal. Everything is not okay. But-- maybe he can pretend like it is, just for now.]