[ Keeping alongside Osomatsu as they started walking, his gaze was initially set in front of him for a moment or two before looking over at his friend almost wearily. He was so used to being tough, holding himself so strong as he usually did, laughing things off or making some offhand comment.
Experiencing real death via losing two people close to him could put a damper on how one held themselves, after all. He feels almost like if someone were to touch him, give him some kind of contact that he was going to just fall apart. ]
What's there to say? You saw what happened...
[ Maybe it's because it happens to be Osomatsu and nobody else, that he adds something on shortly after. Spoken more softly compared to his previous words. ]
I'm sick of losing the people close to me. It keeps happening and I can't stop it.
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Experiencing real death via losing two people close to him could put a damper on how one held themselves, after all. He feels almost like if someone were to touch him, give him some kind of contact that he was going to just fall apart. ]
What's there to say? You saw what happened...
[ Maybe it's because it happens to be Osomatsu and nobody else, that he adds something on shortly after. Spoken more softly compared to his previous words. ]
I'm sick of losing the people close to me. It keeps happening and I can't stop it.