[ Fear, anger, sorrow, anguish. These emotions— always carefully locked up as best Ryoji can, ignored, set aside, run away from in order to immerse himself in warmth and joy— they so easily meld into one another now, burning strong as Thanatos cuts through those words with a mighty swing of its sword so close that Yu might feel the wind upon his brow, but no closer.
There was some vindication in making him lunge out of the way, more in making him raise his voice, but despite that, those things don't seem to make a crack in that mask; if anything, it seemed to strengthen Yu's resolve.
Why doesn't he know fear like Ryoji knows fear? Why doesn't he run like Ryoji would have run? ]
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There was some vindication in making him lunge out of the way, more in making him raise his voice, but despite that, those things don't seem to make a crack in that mask; if anything, it seemed to strengthen Yu's resolve.
Why doesn't he know fear like Ryoji knows fear? Why doesn't he run like Ryoji would have run? ]
Why?