[And he shakes himself out of it and strides forward, making no effort to hide his footsteps; he doesn't want to surprise Ryoji in the state he is in, after all.
He steps closer and then he kneels beside him, heedless of the blood coating his pants.
And he reaches out with a hand, reaches out to Ryoji's shoulder.]
...I'm here.
[...A glance to Vriska. He...can tell when someone is dead, and it hurts; he was just serving her that odd troll drink just a few weeks ago, wasn't he? She had mentioned sailing the seas, and the excitement she had for exploring had been clear.
...He can only imagine how Ryoji must be feeling, having been even closer. ...It's a similar feeling to when Shinjiro-senpai died, only this...troll or not, she was clearly young.
...Whoever had done this--Gamzee--would get what was coming to him. But for now...he simply reaches out to his friend, to provide the support the other clearly needs.]
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He steps closer and then he kneels beside him, heedless of the blood coating his pants.
And he reaches out with a hand, reaches out to Ryoji's shoulder.]
...I'm here.
[...A glance to Vriska. He...can tell when someone is dead, and it hurts; he was just serving her that odd troll drink just a few weeks ago, wasn't he? She had mentioned sailing the seas, and the excitement she had for exploring had been clear.
...He can only imagine how Ryoji must be feeling, having been even closer. ...It's a similar feeling to when Shinjiro-senpai died, only this...troll or not, she was clearly young.
...Whoever had done this--Gamzee--would get what was coming to him. But for now...he simply reaches out to his friend, to provide the support the other clearly needs.]