[There's no real argument for that. It's true, he knew that even before he came to this place where people disappear left and right. Crying over someone won't bring them back. That's not why you do it. You do it because you can't help yourself. Because it hurts, and if you don't, everything turns off. That stillness, that emptiness he was so afraid of in the hospital when he was medicated-he's pretty sure that's what happens if people stop letting themselves feel sad about things. And he definitely can't let that happen to Nill.]
[Yosuke crouches down in front of her. He doesn't take his hand away from hers- for the first time ever he's glad he broke his dominant arm. That makes it easier. He warns her first, because these days he understands shying away from being touched unexpectedly -I'm going to hug you. Or try, anyway- and then he does.]
[He folds the plastered arm around her tiny shoulders, and rests his cheek on the top of her head. It's a bit pathetic, but it's the best he can manage. And it feels important, somehow. He's pretty sure she really needs it.]
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[Yosuke crouches down in front of her. He doesn't take his hand away from hers- for the first time ever he's glad he broke his dominant arm. That makes it easier. He warns her first, because these days he understands shying away from being touched unexpectedly -I'm going to hug you. Or try, anyway- and then he does.]
[He folds the plastered arm around her tiny shoulders, and rests his cheek on the top of her head. It's a bit pathetic, but it's the best he can manage. And it feels important, somehow. He's pretty sure she really needs it.]