[ Kougyoku wants to tell him he doesn't understand, Tatara is dead, Izumo is tired—Mikoto is dying, doesn't he know?—but after listening to what he has to say, it's almost as if none of that really matters. Almost. She'd be more than happy to make good memories with everyone, but what happens after? Yata will be all alone and she can't be there with him. That's what hurts the most. ]
You were always better than me at this sort of thing...
[ Thinking positively. She bursts into tears once again as she holds his hand, but the difference is she's crying for him. ]
We still have time. Let's make the most of it.
[ Knowing the future makes parting all the more painful, yet she smiles. He still has a point. ]
... Sorry for about your shirt. [ Because it's wet with her tears now. ]
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You were always better than me at this sort of thing...
[ Thinking positively. She bursts into tears once again as she holds his hand, but the difference is she's crying for him. ]
We still have time. Let's make the most of it.
[ Knowing the future makes parting all the more painful, yet she smiles. He still has a point. ]
... Sorry for about your shirt. [ Because it's wet with her tears now. ]