"No one here has heard of cosmic energy. I have Switches with me, but I have no way of telling whether they work or not without the Fourze system." Which was with Gentarou, wherever his body happened to be. Kengo continued staring down at his food, shaking the container lightly. The idea of eating alone with Ryusei again brought up completely different feelings from what it had the week before the Aries incident. The memory made Kengo's stomach twist. Everything really had changed so much since then...
When he heard Ryusei's question, Kengo glanced back up at him. There was a look on his face as though he wasn't sure if he wanted to answer or not. What could he say? A long, heavy moment of silence stayed between them, before Kengo set his food aside and moved to get something to drink. Moving around always seemed to help his nerves. "I didn't want to lose you." The words came out sounding far more caring than he'd intended, but he couldn't do anything about that now. "Keeping track of you now that you're here is one of my priorities."
Kengo glanced back over his shoulder while grabbing a cup from the cabinet. "You don't understand what it's like to be alone here until you have to do it. No one deserves to go through that. ... even if I can't forgive you, I wouldn't want anyone to kill you." Anyone else, his mind corrected. Kengo didn't want to admit how many times he'd imagined getting back at him that way. It wasn't something he was proud of. ... Gentarou wouldn't have wanted him to think that way at all.
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When he heard Ryusei's question, Kengo glanced back up at him. There was a look on his face as though he wasn't sure if he wanted to answer or not. What could he say? A long, heavy moment of silence stayed between them, before Kengo set his food aside and moved to get something to drink. Moving around always seemed to help his nerves. "I didn't want to lose you." The words came out sounding far more caring than he'd intended, but he couldn't do anything about that now. "Keeping track of you now that you're here is one of my priorities."
Kengo glanced back over his shoulder while grabbing a cup from the cabinet. "You don't understand what it's like to be alone here until you have to do it. No one deserves to go through that. ... even if I can't forgive you, I wouldn't want anyone to kill you." Anyone else, his mind corrected. Kengo didn't want to admit how many times he'd imagined getting back at him that way. It wasn't something he was proud of. ... Gentarou wouldn't have wanted him to think that way at all.