[eyes slanting sidelong at the comment about time and the change of setting, haru finds this all unnervingly self-aware for a dream. usually his dreams do not even involve real interactions so much as sinking deep into an endless body of water until the light is distant and a dream itself, or he's running. also from light, somehow. here he isn't running, isn't even technically moving at all but supposedly...
everyone is dead.
and that's all the what the hell factor he needs to remain staunch with skepticism, taciturn with his confusion -- a little less taciturn when he sneezes abruptly, even though he murmurs after that,]
no subject
everyone is dead.
and that's all the what the hell factor he needs to remain staunch with skepticism, taciturn with his confusion -- a little less taciturn when he sneezes abruptly, even though he murmurs after that,]
I don't believe this.
[he really doesn't...]