[That... hurts, a painful pang, the kind Shin is discovering where you know a pain and both wish and don't wish that people know what it is like, where the relief of that shared knowing is soured equally by it. Everyone's dying, in a way, but that's different from knowing viscerally, and immediately, your time is numbered... He guesses they really don't share the same world.
She's telling him this for a reason. She wants him to know.]
...How long did you know?
[Not have, because it's easy to assume she's at the end of it. It's soft and quiet, his clumsy attempt at gentleness, at meeting this in the middle without tipping too far into the terrifying kind, the prying kind. He's sort of pushing away the part of his brain going 'so ask her what dry land is'. He glances down, hand returning to his scarf.]
S-sorry, you don't have to answer... it's not great, is it? Knowing that...
[Seeing the supernatural is kind of small compensation in his eyes.]
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[That... hurts, a painful pang, the kind Shin is discovering where you know a pain and both wish and don't wish that people know what it is like, where the relief of that shared knowing is soured equally by it. Everyone's dying, in a way, but that's different from knowing viscerally, and immediately, your time is numbered... He guesses they really don't share the same world.
She's telling him this for a reason. She wants him to know.]
...How long did you know?
[Not have, because it's easy to assume she's at the end of it. It's soft and quiet, his clumsy attempt at gentleness, at meeting this in the middle without tipping too far into the terrifying kind, the prying kind. He's sort of pushing away the part of his brain going 'so ask her what dry land is'. He glances down, hand returning to his scarf.]
S-sorry, you don't have to answer... it's not great, is it? Knowing that...
[Seeing the supernatural is kind of small compensation in his eyes.]