[He imagines it. A destroyed world on fire. And John nowhere to be seen. John, smiling so wide, now only a memory. John, eyes so vivid blue, forever lost in a world where the sky would no longer be blue.]
[He clutches his chest, as if to stop the pang in his chest.]
Even if you'd be the one who'd kill him, I...
[He doesn't finish his sentence. Shuji. Anya. Atsushi. Jamie. Kei. Ango. Even more names come to mind. Some already lost to Retrospec, but still present in the city.]
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[He's still looking at the ground.]
...I'd miss John.
[He imagines it. A destroyed world on fire. And John nowhere to be seen. John, smiling so wide, now only a memory. John, eyes so vivid blue, forever lost in a world where the sky would no longer be blue.]
[He clutches his chest, as if to stop the pang in his chest.]
Even if you'd be the one who'd kill him, I...
[He doesn't finish his sentence. Shuji. Anya. Atsushi. Jamie. Kei. Ango. Even more names come to mind. Some already lost to Retrospec, but still present in the city.]
[How would he feel, with all of them gone...?]