[ Yu is still dressed to the nines, too, though he's carrying his suit jacket over his shoulder as he walks in. Even though he managed to recover from his protag BSOD before the end of the trial, he's still very pale with exhaustion and, honestly, grief.
He sees her there, all curled up small in her chair ... and he'll move towards her, to gently wrap the suit jacket around her shoulders. Only then will he take a seat. ]
... I know. From the very beginning, this contest has been a cruel thing.
[ softly: ] It's almost over. And maybe ... there will be a way after all, to grand everyone's wishes.
[ With his jacket draped around her, Madoka lowers her legs to sit down in the chair like a normal person. She reaches up and tugs it around her tighter, comforted by the small weight. ]
Does that everyone include the people who have already died?
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He sees her there, all curled up small in her chair ... and he'll move towards her, to gently wrap the suit jacket around her shoulders. Only then will he take a seat. ]
... I know. From the very beginning, this contest has been a cruel thing.
[ softly: ] It's almost over. And maybe ... there will be a way after all, to grand everyone's wishes.
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Does that everyone include the people who have already died?