[he mutters the words, and it's only after he says it that nam soon realizes his word choice is probably pretty poor for the circumstances. ways to make your best friend feel better: well, probably not that. unmoving, he winces at his own statement, letting out a quiet sigh.]
We can't do the things they do, I mean. [he backpedals a bit. though that is what nam soon meant to begin with, he still feels like he's backpedaling as to not snatch away any of heung soo's remaining hope for reuniting with his sister. he doesn't have any of that hope for himself, and honestly... the only reason he wants to have it is for heung soo's sake anyway. as tough as it is to know his friends, classmates and teachers are gone, it's not as if he thinks he'll have some lifelong bond with any of them. he can live without them. the one person he can't live without is laying right beside him...
so he doesn't really need that hope, not for himself. he wants to have it, but he doesn't — he won't voice that cynicism though, even if heung soo probably can sense it anyway.
he hates this.
he hates this a lot because there's absolutely nothing he can do but play a cheap distraction and be the moral support... something he isn't very good at, even when he wants to be.] We just have to... live, I guess.
[live well, like they're alive. this way, no matter what happens, at least the sacrifice of everyone else isn't totally wasted. they can't live like the shells of humans they were for three years, can they? even nam soon knows they have to persevere and try to find some way to live closer to what they used to, so their being saved wasn't branded some kind of shitty mistake. they've been afforded a single chance to right their wrongs, they can't squander it.]
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[he mutters the words, and it's only after he says it that nam soon realizes his word choice is probably pretty poor for the circumstances. ways to make your best friend feel better: well, probably not that. unmoving, he winces at his own statement, letting out a quiet sigh.]
We can't do the things they do, I mean. [he backpedals a bit. though that is what nam soon meant to begin with, he still feels like he's backpedaling as to not snatch away any of heung soo's remaining hope for reuniting with his sister. he doesn't have any of that hope for himself, and honestly... the only reason he wants to have it is for heung soo's sake anyway. as tough as it is to know his friends, classmates and teachers are gone, it's not as if he thinks he'll have some lifelong bond with any of them. he can live without them. the one person he can't live without is laying right beside him...
so he doesn't really need that hope, not for himself. he wants to have it, but he doesn't — he won't voice that cynicism though, even if heung soo probably can sense it anyway.
he hates this.
he hates this a lot because there's absolutely nothing he can do but play a cheap distraction and be the moral support... something he isn't very good at, even when he wants to be.] We just have to... live, I guess.
[live well, like they're alive. this way, no matter what happens, at least the sacrifice of everyone else isn't totally wasted. they can't live like the shells of humans they were for three years, can they? even nam soon knows they have to persevere and try to find some way to live closer to what they used to, so their being saved wasn't branded some kind of shitty mistake. they've been afforded a single chance to right their wrongs, they can't squander it.]