W1 Curfew: Simulation Room

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[damp]

[ He's jittery. ]

What?

[squirt]

[ looks off at nothing for a few seconds, then back at him. ]

Promise me it's not you.

[damp]

[ ... ]

It'll be okay, Haru.

[squirt]

[ unreasonable as ever, ]

Swear it then.

[damp]

Haru.

[ Why does he want a promise that can't be kept? ]

[squirt]

[ because it needs to be true?

he taps his heel against the wall and lets out a very tense, short breath. keeping it together. ]

I don't care if everyone comes back. [ that's not enough. ] Don't die.

[damp]

[ Quit being so aloof. Grabs one of his hands. ]

Okay. [ Ugh, he's all tense. ] You too.

[squirt]

...Okay.

[ affection week is over. still, he'll grip rin's hand back tightly. they can both be tense. ]