[the vagueness of satoru's response is not lost on suguru; he recognizes that this is as much a warning for himself as it is the mysterious "friend," but it still answers one of suguru's questions? provides him with another, potentially viable path, if he chooses to spurn satoru's offer—which is good. there are now two doors before him; he can open whichever one he pleases, at the cost of permanently closing the other.
...such a decision should not be made lightly, especially in a place as strange as this. there are far too many unknown variables; there is the knowledge that satoru may be the key to uncovering a majority of them, his weakened abilities still the perfect complement to suguru's weakened abilities.
(and there is also the knowledge that, if they both escape this train, satoru will once again pose the largest risk to suguru's family, suguru's goals. satoru once hesitated for a decade; he will not make that mistake twice.)
but satoru stands, somewhat clumsily, before suguru can speak, apparently calling an end to this temporary truce. to search for his eyes, suguru is sure—and as suguru can see, suguru could help. a gesture for a gesture. proof that suguru deserves the small amount of trust that satoru has offered him, and that maybe, just maybe, at least half of satoru's warning was unwarranted.
except that it wasn't, and thus suguru remains where he is? silently watches a blinded satoru almost knock over someone's something, his hand still resting over the charm that is now safely tucked away. fun.]
You would say that.
[spoken quietly, with an undercurrent of something that suguru couldn't hide if he tried, because even weakened and running on fumes—satoru would. but despite that—despite the charm he can just barely feel, hidden beneath layers of fabric—suguru thinks of all that he has yet to do.]
I look forward to learning more about your friend.
[whether it's information that satoru chooses to share—or information that suguru uncovers on his own. either way.]
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...such a decision should not be made lightly, especially in a place as strange as this. there are far too many unknown variables; there is the knowledge that satoru may be the key to uncovering a majority of them, his weakened abilities still the perfect complement to suguru's weakened abilities.
(and there is also the knowledge that, if they both escape this train, satoru will once again pose the largest risk to suguru's family, suguru's goals. satoru once hesitated for a decade; he will not make that mistake twice.)
but satoru stands, somewhat clumsily, before suguru can speak, apparently calling an end to this temporary truce. to search for his eyes, suguru is sure—and as suguru can see, suguru could help. a gesture for a gesture. proof that suguru deserves the small amount of trust that satoru has offered him, and that maybe, just maybe, at least half of satoru's warning was unwarranted.
except that it wasn't, and thus suguru remains where he is? silently watches a blinded satoru almost knock over someone's something, his hand still resting over the charm that is now safely tucked away. fun.]
You would say that.
[spoken quietly, with an undercurrent of something that suguru couldn't hide if he tried, because even weakened and running on fumes—satoru would. but despite that—despite the charm he can just barely feel, hidden beneath layers of fabric—suguru thinks of all that he has yet to do.]
I look forward to learning more about your friend.
[whether it's information that satoru chooses to share—or information that suguru uncovers on his own. either way.]