[he cannot deny anything Dazai has said, only draw himself closer with a soft noise.
Of course he is worried - what is he, in comparison to the world that they share? What can he be? Even without the destruction of their home world, the backdrop of a common origin, a home town or country one identified with - he has seen it be a binding element amongst strangers Take that world away and that connection surely becomes more important than ever. Not just something that binds but something that keeps the world alive in their memories. Whatever they were to each other - cautious as Linneus has been to make no assumptions about their friendships with one another - they could still keep alive their Yokohama, their Japan. Their world living on in each other had to stand for something; and more than Linneus was sure he was able to.
Linneus had never been anyone’s world; never even anyone’s for-now. Nor could he ever expect to be. There was once he believed he could be something; someone’s everything, even, but never since has he believed in it. Even with Dazai telling him he is important... with a tremulous breath, all he can do is to tuck those words away and examine them later; lest they overwhelm him now]
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Of course he is worried - what is he, in comparison to the world that they share? What can he be? Even without the destruction of their home world, the backdrop of a common origin, a home town or country one identified with - he has seen it be a binding element amongst strangers Take that world away and that connection surely becomes more important than ever. Not just something that binds but something that keeps the world alive in their memories. Whatever they were to each other - cautious as Linneus has been to make no assumptions about their friendships with one another - they could still keep alive their Yokohama, their Japan. Their world living on in each other had to stand for something; and more than Linneus was sure he was able to.
Linneus had never been anyone’s world; never even anyone’s for-now. Nor could he ever expect to be. There was once he believed he could be something; someone’s everything, even, but never since has he believed in it. Even with Dazai telling him he is important... with a tremulous breath, all he can do is to tuck those words away and examine them later; lest they overwhelm him now]