[ Who knows? He felt like he should, like he needed to. Maybe Akira's solidity helps him remember his own.
Yu's smile goes crooked when Akira ruffles his hair, and he huffs a barely there laugh, little more than a breath. It's a relief... to feel real.
Of course, that cheery, straightforward description of something that should be horrible... somehow it makes him think of Souji, and Yu's smile turns to a gentle frown. The scream of the passerby tumbling into the darkness gets him to startle, and though he stares, his expression doesn't much change. He does get to his feet, though. This ... is a nightmare. One of many he's visited. ]
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Yu's smile goes crooked when Akira ruffles his hair, and he huffs a barely there laugh, little more than a breath. It's a relief... to feel real.
Of course, that cheery, straightforward description of something that should be horrible... somehow it makes him think of Souji, and Yu's smile turns to a gentle frown. The scream of the passerby tumbling into the darkness gets him to startle, and though he stares, his expression doesn't much change. He does get to his feet, though. This ... is a nightmare. One of many he's visited. ]
"Supposed to"?