[Jonathan can't keep the shock off his face. He's bad at guessing ages, sure, but Nagisa is fifteen? Fifteen, and he'd seen a friend killed in front of him scant hours before waking up here, and yet he'd still managed to keep himself together, kept smiling. Fifteen. Honestly a kid, younger than - younger than his partner, even.]
Jesus....
[And "Sensei"... that's "professor", or something, right? But that's a question for some other time, one that gets left unsaid for now.
He doesn't have any idea if hugs are a thing in (his) current Japan, let alone future Japan, but... God damn it. He doesn't trust himself to stand steadily right now. It's been a hell of a day. So instead of standing up, he's just going to straighten out his legs and raise one arm...]
Hey, c'mere. Don't have a handkerchief to offer or anything, but....
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Jesus....
[And "Sensei"... that's "professor", or something, right? But that's a question for some other time, one that gets left unsaid for now.
He doesn't have any idea if hugs are a thing in (his) current Japan, let alone future Japan, but... God damn it. He doesn't trust himself to stand steadily right now. It's been a hell of a day. So instead of standing up, he's just going to straighten out his legs and raise one arm...]
Hey, c'mere. Don't have a handkerchief to offer or anything, but....