Ryusei let go. He should have expected that. He should have expected both those things. He could accept that. He could.
He crossed his arms. He'd just have to earn that trust back, then. Or make Kengo remember, but Ryusei still didn't know if he wanted to do that. Not the Ryusei I know, Kengo had said yesterday. That was true, if Kengo didn't remember. But what would have caused the memory loss? The trauma from dying? Of course Ryusei didn't know if it worked that way; people didn't come back to life, and the one person Ryusei knew who had hadn't manifested any problems. On top of that, Kengo was the Core Child. But even if Ryusei accepted that, why that memory in particular? If.... If despite the way Ryusei interpreted his actions, Kengo had never forgiven Ryusei for—
Kengo wasn't a ghost, who held grudges that kept him in the world of the living. The last thing Ryusei needed was to dwell in the past. Focus on the present, then. "Not even your roommate?"
Was that why Kengo had kept the door locked? In the case that both of them were asleep? Ryusei could guess at why Kengo had needed one, from the looks of the apartment, but on the other hand, Ryusei didn't know what a 'good' place looked like. From what Kengo had said, they were very, very far from home.
"Is he... Is he an... alien?" The word felt strange. But this was a strange situation he'd found himself in.
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He crossed his arms. He'd just have to earn that trust back, then. Or make Kengo remember, but Ryusei still didn't know if he wanted to do that. Not the Ryusei I know, Kengo had said yesterday. That was true, if Kengo didn't remember. But what would have caused the memory loss? The trauma from dying? Of course Ryusei didn't know if it worked that way; people didn't come back to life, and the one person Ryusei knew who had hadn't manifested any problems. On top of that, Kengo was the Core Child. But even if Ryusei accepted that, why that memory in particular? If.... If despite the way Ryusei interpreted his actions, Kengo had never forgiven Ryusei for—
Kengo wasn't a ghost, who held grudges that kept him in the world of the living. The last thing Ryusei needed was to dwell in the past. Focus on the present, then. "Not even your roommate?"
Was that why Kengo had kept the door locked? In the case that both of them were asleep? Ryusei could guess at why Kengo had needed one, from the looks of the apartment, but on the other hand, Ryusei didn't know what a 'good' place looked like. From what Kengo had said, they were very, very far from home.
"Is he... Is he an... alien?" The word felt strange. But this was a strange situation he'd found himself in.