...it's normal for me, if you look at things a certain way,
[the forty-seven coffins that stood silent in the command room during the Grand Order are a testament to that,]
but you're right. All of this is wrong. [Ritsuka's face is relaxed as she's looking at the sole graduating student, at her one arm, but her scarred hands tremble. She can't tell if it's the heebie-jeebie kind of nerves acting up or the literal slightly-singed kind of nerves acting up, but either way, she can't stop it.
Becoming closely acquainted with the specter of death (literally, in Ritsuka's case) doesn't mean the fear of it goes away. She just got better at dealing with it. And right now, she sees forty-seven coffins on that stage alongside the last student standing.]
congratulations (i know you already got a tag for this but it's perfect for gudako)
[the forty-seven coffins that stood silent in the command room during the Grand Order are a testament to that,]
but you're right. All of this is wrong. [Ritsuka's face is relaxed as she's looking at the sole graduating student, at her one arm, but her scarred hands tremble. She can't tell if it's the heebie-jeebie kind of nerves acting up or the literal slightly-singed kind of nerves acting up, but either way, she can't stop it.
Becoming closely acquainted with the specter of death (literally, in Ritsuka's case) doesn't mean the fear of it goes away. She just got better at dealing with it. And right now, she sees forty-seven coffins on that stage alongside the last student standing.]
You're another "transfer student," right?