[He reaches to steady her when she wobbles, but when she recovers he pulls his hand back. It's better not to be intrusive, especially when she's this upset. So he follows her down the corridor, close but not too close. Everything is going along fine, and he's just wondering if he shouldn't maybe bring her some tea or some water or something, when she whispers in his head.]
[It might as well be a punch in the stomach. It is, really. It's such a painful, unexpected blow that he feels it physically. Yosuke sees stars. Has to close his eyes and focus on consciousness to retain it. He sinks down, woozy and miserable, to his knees. Those are his words again. Thoughtless, and directed at someone else but still overheard by Nill. Still taken seriously enough to hurt her. He's been trying so long to give her back her hope, but in the end, he's the one who took the last shred of it away from her. She's really given up now.]
[Yosuke struggles to his feet and darts out. There's nowhere to go, really. It's not like he can get away from himself, and he couldn't leave Nill right now if he wanted to. Anyway, he doesn't want to. So instead he stands in the kitchen, trembling and panicked and furious with himself. He'll bring her tea...that...doesn't really do shit. He ends up hanging over the sink, heaving painfully but not bringing anything up. It's probably good that he didn't steal one of the pastries on his way over, the way he usually would have. Ugh. He needs to pull it together. He can kick himself all he wants, but it'll have to wait. Right now, Nill needs him.]
[He straightens back up, splashes some water on his face, then gets a glass of it for Nill. When he gets to the bedroom, he sets the water down in easy reaching distance for her, then plunks himself down against one of the walls, rubbing his face with his good hand.]
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[It might as well be a punch in the stomach. It is, really. It's such a painful, unexpected blow that he feels it physically. Yosuke sees stars. Has to close his eyes and focus on consciousness to retain it. He sinks down, woozy and miserable, to his knees. Those are his words again. Thoughtless, and directed at someone else but still overheard by Nill. Still taken seriously enough to hurt her. He's been trying so long to give her back her hope, but in the end, he's the one who took the last shred of it away from her. She's really given up now.]
[Yosuke struggles to his feet and darts out. There's nowhere to go, really. It's not like he can get away from himself, and he couldn't leave Nill right now if he wanted to. Anyway, he doesn't want to. So instead he stands in the kitchen, trembling and panicked and furious with himself. He'll bring her tea...that...doesn't really do shit. He ends up hanging over the sink, heaving painfully but not bringing anything up. It's probably good that he didn't steal one of the pastries on his way over, the way he usually would have. Ugh. He needs to pull it together. He can kick himself all he wants, but it'll have to wait. Right now, Nill needs him.]
[He straightens back up, splashes some water on his face, then gets a glass of it for Nill. When he gets to the bedroom, he sets the water down in easy reaching distance for her, then plunks himself down against one of the walls, rubbing his face with his good hand.]
I didn't mean that. I was angry when I said it.