( 'i'm fine' is what fushiguro always says when he's obviously not. if he doesn't want yuuji to be here, it must be because something bad had went down or has been happening — something dangerous. that's the kind of person that fushiguro megumi is. just like that, he moves the goalpost whenever their focus is on him. yuuji's gaze on fushiguro is sharp, but he doesn't say anything yet.
it remains glued on fushiguro's back, then fushiguro's face until the pamphlet is handed to him. swiftly, his eyes runs through it as his classmate explains what it is all about. he'll give it a proper read later, but he wants to have at least a grasp of what this place is. the blacked out words easily catch his attention, as with the wish list section, in particular: 'Please do not wish for an exit home, unless you’re confident that it will succeed.')
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( the shrinking distance tells yuuji that a question is gonna be directed at him, so he lifts his head up to meet the other's eyes. indeed, like the first time they met, fushiguro always puts him — or rather, others — first before himself. )
I'm okay. ( yuuji shifts in his seat, moving his limbs around just to make sure of it, and yep. nothing hurts, everything is intact, etc. ) Yeah, I'm good. If anything... ( he looks down on his own chest. ) Sukuna... I know he's there, but he's been real silent. Like, I dunno, I think he prolly sleeps and stuff too, but... it's kinda different. Almost like, ( he pauses, thinking about it. ) like someone? something? put him to sleep.
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it remains glued on fushiguro's back, then fushiguro's face until the pamphlet is handed to him. swiftly, his eyes runs through it as his classmate explains what it is all about. he'll give it a proper read later, but he wants to have at least a grasp of what this place is. the blacked out words easily catch his attention, as with the wish list section, in particular: 'Please do not wish for an exit home, unless you’re confident that it will succeed.' )
...
( the shrinking distance tells yuuji that a question is gonna be directed at him, so he lifts his head up to meet the other's eyes. indeed, like the first time they met, fushiguro always puts him — or rather, others — first before himself. )
I'm okay. ( yuuji shifts in his seat, moving his limbs around just to make sure of it, and yep. nothing hurts, everything is intact, etc. ) Yeah, I'm good. If anything... ( he looks down on his own chest. ) Sukuna... I know he's there, but he's been real silent. Like, I dunno, I think he prolly sleeps and stuff too, but... it's kinda different. Almost like, ( he pauses, thinking about it. ) like someone? something? put him to sleep.