[Words he wants to hear. Words that, by default, should lead to rage and bitterness. Tetsuo's too tired to find it in him.
His face presses back down to a wet shoulder, sniffing thickly]
Not because of me. [He presses his face down harder, clinging as if Kaneda'll vanish if he dares let go.] That was .. until you got someone better...
['What about Amada'.
He has to challenge it, just to be sure; if he doesn't now, the question will bother him forever, and he can't take not knowing anymore. He can't just accept what Kaneda's saying right away, there's too much that's happened. Pan's hinted too much, letting the concepts worm and take root in his subconscious until he can't separate the narratives anymore.]
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His face presses back down to a wet shoulder, sniffing thickly]
Not because of me. [He presses his face down harder, clinging as if Kaneda'll vanish if he dares let go.] That was .. until you got someone better...
['What about Amada'.
He has to challenge it, just to be sure; if he doesn't now, the question will bother him forever, and he can't take not knowing anymore. He can't just accept what Kaneda's saying right away, there's too much that's happened. Pan's hinted too much, letting the concepts worm and take root in his subconscious until he can't separate the narratives anymore.]