[Naoki is silent as time ticks by and he's watching Quatre's face, Trowa's words coming to him vaguely, distantly, like he's hearing them through water. Quatre's gone. He knows the moment that it happens, because there's a sheer absence of anything.
He doesn't move, doesn't say anything, his head lowered.
If he had energy, if someone else weren't here he'd do more of what he already did-- raze the area around them with energy, destroy anything that still lingered, stood. But he doesn't, and Trowa is here so it stays anything reckless he might be tempted to do.
After what feels like forever, he looks across at Trowa.]
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He doesn't move, doesn't say anything, his head lowered.
If he had energy, if someone else weren't here he'd do more of what he already did-- raze the area around them with energy, destroy anything that still lingered, stood. But he doesn't, and Trowa is here so it stays anything reckless he might be tempted to do.
After what feels like forever, he looks across at Trowa.]