Re: 6/2 - Text

Date: 2018-06-04 09:40 pm (UTC)
standalonehuman: (TogusaWhat)
Togusa has let himself trail off when he notices that Mariko isn't entirely there. His brow tightens, and he is just about to put a hand to her shoulder, when he realizes what is happening, and takes a step back, instead. Damn it all. A memory.

"Mariko," saying her name low, quiet, trying to drag her back to where she is. "You're okay. You're here. It's just the two of us. This is going to stop soon." He's ridiculously practiced at this, having to sit while a friend is seeing the unthinkable too many times. He doesn't even need to know what it is-

And then she chokes those words out, and she might as well have dropped a bomb in the middle of the room. Togusa stops so abruptly that his mouth drops open. There is a cold rush of feeling down his spine, away from his face, skin paling a shade. There has to be another explanation. But he knows what those words have to mean.

"What?"

No, he damn well heard her, but he doesn't understand. And it's as if his brain won't start up again to process it.

"...Mariko?" All he can do is stand there, looking at her with more uncertainty than he ever has before.
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