( one step after the other as he listens, confused that people can feel that way — both separate, one happier, and one sadder, but it's all love in the end to feel that way. komaeda blinks, making their way to the elevator where he clicks a button so that the ride comes up, and there's a paper hung on the doors that tells them the location of the party on the roof. )

How passionate to care about them in such a way. Who wouldn't love that hope which an Ultimate gives, they're a light, and we're nothing but moths to a flame... as for the other, it rains, but even though you can't fly, being by him to warm your wings is just as right.

( right as rain, as some would say. there's more to it though, something unseen, or maybe those feelings are what komaeda doesn't know properly, and so hearing them from someone else.

it sounds nice. )

To be close to people like that to have such opinions, I almost wish I could be jealous.

( well, his jealousy over ultimates has... calmed down, he's not as bad as he once was. probably because he sees what makes them happy, and so he permits it, but in the end komaeda knows what makes them all happy! )