[ but then a group of photographers spot them, running towards them with cameras raised and flashing. it startles her into moving, tugging on sakamoto's hand as she runs towards the exit.
[Despite the dizzying array of flashing lights and the clamor of the raucous crowd, Sakamoto tilts his head back to laugh.
This kind of running, running from danger with the aid of a far stronger companion, feels familiar. In fact, he can almost register the cold air of the ocean breeze, accompanied by the salty scent of the sea. And yet, the grip on his hand is gentle, not harsh enough to break his wrist.
He's been running from something on the inside, too, running from the hateful idea that he might be stuck here for more than a few months, separated from the people he loves and held back from his duty.
Suddenly, at this very moment, he feels as though everything will turn out alright.]
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Ohhhh, I feel weak.
You'll have to guide me.
[wink wonk
Is he really trying to get her to hold his hand the whole way.]
My body is so fragile~!
[Yes.]
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well, he wanted hand holding, right. ]
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This kind of running, running from danger with the aid of a far stronger companion, feels familiar. In fact, he can almost register the cold air of the ocean breeze, accompanied by the salty scent of the sea. And yet, the grip on his hand is gentle, not harsh enough to break his wrist.
He's been running from something on the inside, too, running from the hateful idea that he might be stuck here for more than a few months, separated from the people he loves and held back from his duty.
Suddenly, at this very moment, he feels as though everything will turn out alright.]