[ Oh, it's being better-received than Joshua's indicating.
It just hurts to see scenes so familiar, so familiar and they're almost a part of himself. They should be, at least, but they aren't anymore, not here, not in this place. That Sanae would be the other to paint her, to remind Joshua of just what those familiar streets and buildings looked like, hurts him in a way that he knows isn't entirely rational.
But when Sanae was the reason that Shibuya almost fell far beyond the point of no return, Joshua feels a bit entitled to his indignation. ]
That's not the problem with it and you know it. [ He can just barely force the edge that he's entirely too exhausted to be using. ]
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It just hurts to see scenes so familiar, so familiar and they're almost a part of himself. They should be, at least, but they aren't anymore, not here, not in this place. That Sanae would be the other to paint her, to remind Joshua of just what those familiar streets and buildings looked like, hurts him in a way that he knows isn't entirely rational.
But when Sanae was the reason that Shibuya almost fell far beyond the point of no return, Joshua feels a bit entitled to his indignation. ]
That's not the problem with it and you know it. [ He can just barely force the edge that he's entirely too exhausted to be using. ]