What about a hermit, who lives on his own? His family is gone. He has no friends. It's the same as... "if a tree falls in the middle of the forest, does it make a sound"? That is...if there is someone truly alone in the world, will they be loved by someone...?
[He shrugs, finishing off the rest of the beer. In an odd way, he's feeling better. Parties like this make him nervous, and yet, to find someone like Kei in the middle of them is like finding an oasis in the middle of the desert.]
[It's really refreshing, in its own way. Like the comforting nature of darkness, reading to wrap him up in its smothering embrace...]
Sometimes, I... [He starts, stops, unsure what to say.] You know, I'm just...grateful, sometimes. That you're around.
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[He shrugs, finishing off the rest of the beer. In an odd way, he's feeling better. Parties like this make him nervous, and yet, to find someone like Kei in the middle of them is like finding an oasis in the middle of the desert.]
[It's really refreshing, in its own way. Like the comforting nature of darkness, reading to wrap him up in its smothering embrace...]
Sometimes, I... [He starts, stops, unsure what to say.] You know, I'm just...grateful, sometimes. That you're around.
[A shake of his head.]
I don't know. It just...matters a lot to me.