[ naegi's grip on daisuke's hands tighten as daisuke speaks about this mysterious person (this is really gay y'all like something straight out of dn angel). he can't help but get wrapped in daisuke's emotions, feeling sympathetic to how conflicting and complicated the relationship between daisuke and the other person must have been but then he gets caught off guard ]
He--
[ he chokes up ]
He put a-- [ he can't say the word ] --to his head?
The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
... I think I can understand how you must have felt. To feel like you can't do anything.
[ he can't relate specifically to daisuke's problem but he thinks back to junko(?)'s death and how he and his classmates had to watch her die. they were all so close to her but they couldn't do anything. they weren't the reasons why she died but it was the same sense of helplessness that made naegi feel almost useless. and now that he can't do anything about it in another life ]
... but unless we knew how that memory ended, we can't assume that the worst happened, or that you and that person weren't able to make up. Maybe it's wishful thinking but there's the hope that things were able to work out, especially since I know how you are, Daisuke. If you felt that guilt in your other life, just as you feel the same here, then I know that you were the same or very similar back then. And I'd like to think that if this person, someone you cared about, was in trouble like, that you wouldn't stop until you were able to figure out a way you could help them.
[ Despite that, his expression doesn't really brighten up. ]
The me there would have tried all that he could, but there's not much you can do when he's trying his attempt and telling me that I never understood him in the first place. It feels like a hostage situation: taking himself hostage and me trying to free him. I would have dealt with it better if there was something I could do, but there's nothing I can do about me existing.
... I guess, I've never really been all that good with trying to diffuse high tension situations.
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He--
[ he chokes up ]
He put a-- [ he can't say the word ] --to his head?
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[ Daisuke breathes out quietly. ]
The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
[ . . . ]
... helpless.
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[ he can't relate specifically to daisuke's problem but he thinks back to junko(?)'s death and how he and his classmates had to watch her die. they were all so close to her but they couldn't do anything. they weren't the reasons why she died but it was the same sense of helplessness that made naegi feel almost useless. and now that he can't do anything about it in another life ]
... but unless we knew how that memory ended, we can't assume that the worst happened, or that you and that person weren't able to make up. Maybe it's wishful thinking but there's the hope that things were able to work out, especially since I know how you are, Daisuke. If you felt that guilt in your other life, just as you feel the same here, then I know that you were the same or very similar back then. And I'd like to think that if this person, someone you cared about, was in trouble like, that you wouldn't stop until you were able to figure out a way you could help them.
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[ Despite that, his expression doesn't really brighten up. ]
The me there would have tried all that he could, but there's not much you can do when he's trying his attempt and telling me that I never understood him in the first place. It feels like a hostage situation: taking himself hostage and me trying to free him. I would have dealt with it better if there was something I could do, but there's nothing I can do about me existing.
... I guess, I've never really been all that good with trying to diffuse high tension situations.