[ It's obvious, isn't it? He isn't really known for his subtlety, despite his propensity to stay out of the din of things. Yusuke hovers, not versed enough in people to know exactly when to leave well enough alone, or when to engage.
All he's learned is that averting his eyes from a problem doesn't solve it. And—it is a problem, isn't it? The ice is slowly melting, and he looks for something that would help catch the droplets. ]
If by songs, she meant elegies. [ What else would sound like that? ] It was not a happy tune.
[ He pauses, finding a tea towel in his half-blind groping around the table, slowly recalling the dozen or so people Richie had rambled about earlier. Even so, ]
...I don't think you mentioned him before. 'Georgie.'
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All he's learned is that averting his eyes from a problem doesn't solve it. And—it is a problem, isn't it? The ice is slowly melting, and he looks for something that would help catch the droplets. ]
If by songs, she meant elegies. [ What else would sound like that? ] It was not a happy tune.
[ He pauses, finding a tea towel in his half-blind groping around the table, slowly recalling the dozen or so people Richie had rambled about earlier. Even so, ]
...I don't think you mentioned him before. 'Georgie.'