[Nill stills a little when Yosuke hugs her, but she doesn't pull away, and she doesn't push him away, either. It takes her all of a second to really start shaking, like she's trying to hold some tidal wave at bay that only she can see, and she's just not strong enough anymore.
It wasn't like she could ever get over the loss of Shika. He'd been everything to her for so long. When they started - really started - there was only the three of them, her, Shika, and Yosuke. Naruto came along a little later, and they were four. They stayed four for a long time, too... no matter how many people around them disappeared, or died. Even when they all started changing into people they didn't recognize anymore.
Then Yosuke died, and Naruto disappeared, and Shika was the only one she had left. Everyone else she had cared about before then was gone. So she tried to stay content knowing that at least Shika was there with her. She saw him when she looked up at the sky, or when the sun was shining. He was there whenever she smelled someone smoking a cigarette, or saw a picture of a deer. She owed the fact that she was even here to him and him alone. If she was the sky, then her millions of stars and sun and moon were gone, and Shika was the last thing left - the clouds, even though neither of them could see much anymore, and all their colors were gone - and now she was just empty. There was nothing left inside of her except these giant, gaping holes.]
He should have made it to the end. He deserved it.
[Yeah. She remembered that jab Yosuke had made; it was meant for himself, naturally, but now she was just angry about it, because he was wrong and that was bullshit. But she doesn't sound angry, she just sounds pitiful.
Her voice is quiet though, and her shoulders have started jerking with suppressed sobs. She leans into him just the slightest bit because it's too hard, and she can't fight.
Now more than anything, she wanted to go home. Back to that crowded apartment in that city that stole away their real lives.
They should have died with that city. It would have been kinder than this.]
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It wasn't like she could ever get over the loss of Shika. He'd been everything to her for so long. When they started - really started - there was only the three of them, her, Shika, and Yosuke. Naruto came along a little later, and they were four. They stayed four for a long time, too... no matter how many people around them disappeared, or died. Even when they all started changing into people they didn't recognize anymore.
Then Yosuke died, and Naruto disappeared, and Shika was the only one she had left. Everyone else she had cared about before then was gone. So she tried to stay content knowing that at least Shika was there with her. She saw him when she looked up at the sky, or when the sun was shining. He was there whenever she smelled someone smoking a cigarette, or saw a picture of a deer. She owed the fact that she was even here to him and him alone. If she was the sky, then her millions of stars and sun and moon were gone, and Shika was the last thing left - the clouds, even though neither of them could see much anymore, and all their colors were gone - and now she was just empty. There was nothing left inside of her except these giant, gaping holes.]
He should have made it to the end. He deserved it.
[Yeah. She remembered that jab Yosuke had made; it was meant for himself, naturally, but now she was just angry about it, because he was wrong and that was bullshit. But she doesn't sound angry, she just sounds pitiful.
Her voice is quiet though, and her shoulders have started jerking with suppressed sobs. She leans into him just the slightest bit because it's too hard, and she can't fight.
Now more than anything, she wanted to go home. Back to that crowded apartment in that city that stole away their real lives.
They should have died with that city. It would have been kinder than this.]