[It feels like it. He's been blind since he woke up, alone in his head. However maddening the sight was, the silence is worse. But chief amongst all if it is one single fact:
It's his fault it's gone. He failed.
The other things Pan said still hurt. Everything Pan did does. But nothing is quite as big a blow as the world being proven right. He was useless. He couldn't save himself.
Tetsuo flinches as Minato draws near, but he allows the contact, not doing anything further to push Minato away. He's tense under Minato's hand, almost enough for his body to start shaking from the strain.
To look at Tetsuo now, diminished and quiet, resigned to his fate beneath Kaneda's emblem in order to cling to the vain hope that he still had any purpose... Minato's not wrong. Some part of him didn't come back on revival.]
...yeah.
[It's amazing how much misery one syllable can hold.]
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It's his fault it's gone. He failed.
The other things Pan said still hurt. Everything Pan did does. But nothing is quite as big a blow as the world being proven right. He was useless. He couldn't save himself.
Tetsuo flinches as Minato draws near, but he allows the contact, not doing anything further to push Minato away. He's tense under Minato's hand, almost enough for his body to start shaking from the strain.
To look at Tetsuo now, diminished and quiet, resigned to his fate beneath Kaneda's emblem in order to cling to the vain hope that he still had any purpose... Minato's not wrong. Some part of him didn't come back on revival.]
...yeah.
[It's amazing how much misery one syllable can hold.]