[ the difference between their times of death is really astonishing, especially when you consider that byakuya's death was more or less a catalyst for shinji and his questionable level of sanity. the shinji that byakuya knew two years ago and the shinji sitting before him are similar, but very different. but really, one couldn't expect byakuya to see that so easily.
they're haunting each other.
and while shinji is already trying to cling onto what little grip he has left at this time: you're dead, your dead father is standing here and the person who means the most to you is dead. there is nothing you can do about it everything is dead. and when he closes his eyes to blink, all he can see if his father's corpse. yeah, they are definitely haunting each other.
shinji feels sick. shinji is sick. byakuya's words sink in slowly; thickly and they leave him with an uncomfortable churning in the pit of his stomach. he really doesn't feel like existing at all, much less being here, but he doesn't have anywhere else to go, either. ]
Yeah... [ he doesn't get it. he doesn't understand. he's trying, but he can't. it's too much right now. ]
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they're haunting each other.
and while shinji is already trying to cling onto what little grip he has left at this time: you're dead, your dead father is standing here and the person who means the most to you is dead. there is nothing you can do about it everything is dead. and when he closes his eyes to blink, all he can see if his father's corpse. yeah, they are definitely haunting each other.
shinji feels sick.
shinji is sick.
byakuya's words sink in slowly; thickly and they leave him with an uncomfortable churning in the pit of his stomach. he really doesn't feel like existing at all, much less being here, but he doesn't have anywhere else to go, either. ]
Yeah... [ he doesn't get it. he doesn't understand. he's trying, but he can't. it's too much right now. ]