[Just a second to make sure it's becoming a nice pile of ash on the sidewalk, and Kaneda closes it, trying to hide the rapid breathing heartbeat that seemed to try to claw its way out of his chest. He touched it. It didn't occur to him then, but he'd put his hands on it like it was no big deal. It could've been cursed by touch or by taste. Poisoned, maybe...
The reality of this sinks in as he turns back to Tetsuo, locking the window with his thumbs and making his way over.]
There. That's the end of it, alright?
It's gone.
[Funny, how he's partially trying to convince HIMSELF too...]
action;
The reality of this sinks in as he turns back to Tetsuo, locking the window with his thumbs and making his way over.]
There. That's the end of it, alright?
It's gone.
[Funny, how he's partially trying to convince HIMSELF too...]