But that sounds hollow even in his own head. And while he was able to half bullshit something for Cherryblod he can't do it for Black- what could he even say? Nothing that would mean anything, not really. Black had outright told him that no number of lives were between him and getting back to White.
Only apparently there was a number. Or something. Maybe he just couldn't bare to face White afterwards. Yosuke can't say- though it is the reason he had refused any of the incentives that would save someone.]
You... must have had your reasons.
[Either to save the city or to honor White's decision or hell, who knows. But there had to be something. He rubs his hand up and down Black's arm, like he's a panicked horse or something- it's dumb, but he has to be doing SOMETHING with his hands right now. This is so beyond him, and that little yellow eyed part of him wants to run, to bolt out the door and hide in his own room because he is so utterly over his head and useless. Yu would know what to do. But he's just... him. And he can't help]
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But that sounds hollow even in his own head. And while he was able to half bullshit something for Cherryblod he can't do it for Black- what could he even say? Nothing that would mean anything, not really. Black had outright told him that no number of lives were between him and getting back to White.
Only apparently there was a number. Or something. Maybe he just couldn't bare to face White afterwards. Yosuke can't say- though it is the reason he had refused any of the incentives that would save someone.]
You... must have had your reasons.
[Either to save the city or to honor White's decision or hell, who knows. But there had to be something. He rubs his hand up and down Black's arm, like he's a panicked horse or something- it's dumb, but he has to be doing SOMETHING with his hands right now. This is so beyond him, and that little yellow eyed part of him wants to run, to bolt out the door and hide in his own room because he is so utterly over his head and useless. Yu would know what to do. But he's just... him. And he can't help]
I'm sorry... god, I'm so sorry.
[Sorry for his loss, sorry he can't do anything.]