[...real. Kagari's mouth gets away from his brain for a minute, happy to babble on about the dragons in Wyver to anyone who'll listen; it's probably his number one favorite thing about El Nysa, next to the fact that it's not Japan.
But then everything clicks in his head all at once, and he's scrambling to get a better look at the person who just spoke up. His throat suddenly feels like sandpaper, because even though he's been up here day after day just in case anyone he knew woke up, some part of him wasn't really expecting it to happen. He already had so much in El Nysa, and if his friends woke up, he really would have everything he'd ever wanted, and dreaming that big was dangerous. He'd survived in Japan by keeping his expectations in the gutter, getting from day to day looking for nothing more than having some fun. That way he never let himself get crushed under the weight of wanting things he couldn't have.
It's only when he sees her that he lets go of the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Or maybe -- letting go isn't the right word; it's more like the air gets forcibly expelled from his lungs like he's sparring with Kou-chan and got kicked in the stomach. It's really her. She's really awake.
He feels like he should have a ready joke onhand, some snarky offbeat quip, but he just keeps staring at her like he's in the desert and she's the only oasis for miles around because it just hit him how much he's missed her since he woke up on Thesa Station at the end of November. When he finally manages to get his throat working again, his voice sounds all wrong.]
a hall divided; TIME FOR FEELINGS
[...real. Kagari's mouth gets away from his brain for a minute, happy to babble on about the dragons in Wyver to anyone who'll listen; it's probably his number one favorite thing about El Nysa, next to the fact that it's not Japan.
But then everything clicks in his head all at once, and he's scrambling to get a better look at the person who just spoke up. His throat suddenly feels like sandpaper, because even though he's been up here day after day just in case anyone he knew woke up, some part of him wasn't really expecting it to happen. He already had so much in El Nysa, and if his friends woke up, he really would have everything he'd ever wanted, and dreaming that big was dangerous. He'd survived in Japan by keeping his expectations in the gutter, getting from day to day looking for nothing more than having some fun. That way he never let himself get crushed under the weight of wanting things he couldn't have.
It's only when he sees her that he lets go of the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Or maybe -- letting go isn't the right word; it's more like the air gets forcibly expelled from his lungs like he's sparring with Kou-chan and got kicked in the stomach. It's really her. She's really awake.
He feels like he should have a ready joke onhand, some snarky offbeat quip, but he just keeps staring at her like he's in the desert and she's the only oasis for miles around because it just hit him how much he's missed her since he woke up on Thesa Station at the end of November. When he finally manages to get his throat working again, his voice sounds all wrong.]
....Hey, Akane-chan.