[ Out of all the people in Recolle, Futaba is one of the ones he would never want seeing this. Despite that, he's merely looking at the growing structures... There seems to be a tower that rises in the middle of the city, too, but it's obstructed by a mist. When he hears her voice, his heart stops. ]
Futaba?!
[ He has told himself time and time again there will never be a repeat of this. No one will be disappearing. It seems that his acknowledgment has brought her arm back, but his expression only spells distressed as he holds both of her hands and clasps them together. No one notices this scene. The crowds just walk past like it's nothing.
Lowering his gaze, he can't bear to look at her. ]
I'm... Sorry.
[ It's hoarse, quiet, but still audible despite the patter of blood rain hitting the concrete. ]
shhhhh
Futaba?!
[ He has told himself time and time again there will never be a repeat of this. No one will be disappearing. It seems that his acknowledgment has brought her arm back, but his expression only spells distressed as he holds both of her hands and clasps them together. No one notices this scene. The crowds just walk past like it's nothing.
Lowering his gaze, he can't bear to look at her. ]
I'm... Sorry.
[ It's hoarse, quiet, but still audible despite the patter of blood rain hitting the concrete. ]