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[inthejunk]

Hanamura Yosuke. I can't answer right now, but if you leave a message I'll be sure to get back to you!

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oops I didn't even notice or I would have told you

[inthejunk]

[Quiet? Oh...right. Fuck. Maybe he shouldn't have been screaming at the top of his lungs, then.]

Okay.

No worries, editing on the phone is annoying anyway.

[reassures]

[See, Yosuke, this is why she's very afraid you're going to get yourself killed.]

Be careful.

It really is.

[inthejunk]

[He's afraid of that, too.]

I have to pee.

/pats

[reassures]

[...Well.]

Just be careful if you do.

/sits on

[inthejunk]

There's no door here. I can't. And someone else is nearby, she can-

[He accidentally relays the question -who's there?-from the girl, but along with it comes the hot, bright flash of pain again. Yosuke hisses and grabs his own head, suspecting that Nill might be doing the same.]

Sorry.

/wriggles >(

[reassures]

[She does do pretty much the same. It's hard not to feel pain when connected like this, especially something so sudden and surprising like that.]

Are you okay?

/wriggles back

[inthejunk]

No. I need to get out of here, before...something bad will definitely happen if I don't.

kyaaa

[reassures]

Yeah.

[God. She was going to kill the person responsible for dragging Yosuke into this.]

How long have you been there? Do you know?

/grin

[inthejunk]

A few hours? I don't know.

[He was sitting on the roof all morning, in his pjs, and then...then he'd put some jeans on to go get something. Or was it to check the field? It's hazy. He never saw anyone, after he pushed through the usual mob of angry creeps outside the towers. He remembers the world tilting, the thought that the sidewalk was cold, but nothing useful...]

I think I was asleep at first.

<3

[reassures]

I think they drug people.

[...Had he really just been sitting on the roof all morning? But why?]

[inthejunk]

That would explain it.

[reassures]

Has anyone been there yet to talk to you?

[It comes out with an edge, though she doesn't mean for it to.]

[inthejunk]

No. [The reply is tense, but intent.] Is that how it goes?

[In that case, he needs to wait. And be ready. He squints around in the low light, wondering if there's anything that can be used as a weapon nearby.]

[reassures]

That's what happened last time. It might not this time.

[She almost hopes it doesn't. Would it be better or worse if it did..?]

[inthejunk]

[What could make this situation worse? It's guaranteed to be awful. His heart patters against his ribs like a trapped rabbit's, and his throat goes dry. He doesn't even know what to be prepared for, only that unlike the monsters in the TV and in the darkness, this time he's up against real evil.]

If something happens, find me when I come back. There's a note for me in my room. It's in an old math book. He'll need to know that stuff.

[reassures]

I will. But you'll come back, and you'll be you. It won't be someone else. It will be you.

Promise you'll be the one to come back. It isn't you if he doesn't know anything. It doesn't matter if he has your face or wears the same clothes, it isn't you.

Promise me.

[Despite her best efforts, she counts desperate. Don't you dare, Yosuke. Don't you fucking dare do that to her. Don't come here and he sweet and kind and one of the only good things she's had in her life in literally years, and then leave, and let some clone show up with your face, who laughs like you and talks like you but just seems so empty in comparison. She'll never forgive you.]

[inthejunk]

He's trying.

[Subtle is hard, okay? And he doesn't have time for it. But the slight bitter edge to that melts at Nill's tone. He can never stand it when she's sad. So, he lies, and hopes that he can somehow come through.]

I won't die. I won't abandon you again. We're leaving here together or not at all, right?

[reassures]

I don't care. I don't want him if he isn't you.

...Right.

I won't let you die in there.

Don't even think about it, because it won't happen.

[inthejunk]

[Something about that hurts, like she's literally reached in through his brain, grabbed his heart andsqueezed. He actually grabs for the ache in his chest.

All this time that he's been trying to figure out how to replace her Yosuke, and she says something like that. He crouches down, head swimming and blood buzzing with renewed fervor.]

[He's got to make it out of here alive.]

Someone's coming, right? You've done what you can. Just stay away. I'll come to you.

[reassures]

[Good. If he's more set on getting out of there, then she said the right thing, no matter how much it made his heart ache.]

I told you I wasn't leaving.

[inthejunk]

Okay.

[If there's such athing as mentally reaching for her hand, he does it. Reaches for her mind, even though he can't see anything at all from her that she doesn't send to him. He's sure that if he reaches first, she'll reach back...]

[reassures]

[It's probably a little strange, all things considered - the kind of thing that if you tried to explain it to someone else, they'd give you some funny looks - but it's certainly doable, and Nill reaches back, and takes his hand. It might even feel, for a moment, like she's actually holding his hand (she can make people feel silly little things like that, after all). Someday she'll get the opportunity to reach for him first, but until then, this will have to do.]