[To all of that, that's his reply. It's not like him, and it reveals how he's feeling too much, but there's not much he can do about that. Is this really Mu, or just his imagination? He can't tell at all, and he's afraid to know the answer, either way. Holding on tightly to Wataru, he keeps his eyes closed and ignores how they continue to feel more irritated, even in this dream world.
Thank goodness he doesn't have to cough. His stomach feels ill, but the distance means he doesn't think he'll actually cough anything up. It's just very unpleasant, which is something he's used to dealing with.
For now, he'll pretend they're not in this place at all, and focus on the familiar scent of Wataru's hair.]
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[To all of that, that's his reply. It's not like him, and it reveals how he's feeling too much, but there's not much he can do about that. Is this really Mu, or just his imagination? He can't tell at all, and he's afraid to know the answer, either way. Holding on tightly to Wataru, he keeps his eyes closed and ignores how they continue to feel more irritated, even in this dream world.
Thank goodness he doesn't have to cough. His stomach feels ill, but the distance means he doesn't think he'll actually cough anything up. It's just very unpleasant, which is something he's used to dealing with.
For now, he'll pretend they're not in this place at all, and focus on the familiar scent of Wataru's hair.]