[Fukawa is... uncomfortably familiar with the feeling of death. She can feel it set in and for a moment she's incredibly still. Until the very end... until she knew he wasn't going to see, she holds in her tears. Only when he's gone does she take a shuddering breath and let herself grieve.
This wasn't fair. He didn't deserve this end. Neither of them did.
But she hadn't been able to do anything. And she might not be able to the next time or the time after that.
Yet for both of them... for the wishes they left her with... she has to keep fighting.
She holds him for a moment, before gently lying him on the ground.]
...you were never useless. Not to anyone. You were really special...
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This wasn't fair. He didn't deserve this end. Neither of them did.
But she hadn't been able to do anything. And she might not be able to the next time or the time after that.
Yet for both of them... for the wishes they left her with... she has to keep fighting.
She holds him for a moment, before gently lying him on the ground.]
...you were never useless. Not to anyone. You were really special...