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A dry voice emerged from her throat; echoing in the restless summertime air. Her eyes – so grey, mundane and tarnished stared straight at the male before they dropped their attention to elsewhere. It was apparent that the boy held no memories of the past three years; which was definitely something beneficial.

     They both had changed after the events in the island, that was for certain.  More than half the classmates they’d bonded with were in a coma, and even now it was very complicated to come back to a world where they were naught but criminals in the eyes of the population.  It was true, they all had done things they weren’t exactly proud of now.  But they’d chosen this path, and if it was the only way to atone then so be it.  Admittedly, seeing Souda struggling to keep up a conversation caused the brunette to feel somewhat guilty.  He honestly seemed to be trying to keep everyone’s spirits up at the very least.  And Hinata certainly appreciated that he was attempting to maintain the ‘cheer’ in their adverse situation.

     It felt strange to be chatting with him so naturally, after they hadn’t seen each other for so long.  And even in spite of that sharp-toothed smile, the other seemed exhausted.  He wondered just how often Souda thought of himself as a monster for what they’d done.  As far as he’d been told, his interactions with most of the former despair cast as Izuru Kamukura had been virtually null until the simulator.  Just the mere thought of that name sent chills down his spine, but instead he opted for offering him a small nod.

   Receiving a jolt throughout his back with a laugh which was quickly spitted out once the other had spoken up with such a straight-forward response to the mechanic's fake actions, he couldn't help but to avert his eyes back and forth with a fidget. Even then did he manage to laugh; even if it was a minor situation as to him being caught red handed by his own acts.

    Not much was really being said, and it caused the brightly hued haired male to tap his shoe against the floor with a suckle at his teeth from the silence he was beginning to create once again. Thoughts slowly trucking themselves on over to Souda once more, he grunted with a roll at his eyes as he simply picked himself up with feet flat on the ground; folding his arms as he shut his eyes in thought. It was rather obvious that the other had put himself in a trance of thought, so-- Why couldn't the mechanic do so, as well? As long as he could snap out of it whenever a word was to be put at action. Emotions bouncing off walls by each passing second-- It was as if he was receiving darts shooting through his body by each angle possible. Coughing to snap himself out of it rather quickly, he shook his head in a frantic and picked his head up to meet eye contact to his comrade.

                     [ Stop thinking of the monstrosity actions you've caused. ]

   With a single frown, Souda rubbed at his arm and nodded as he heard the other response. Picking a foot up to begin his pace on the walk which he had suggested to have with Hinata, he hopped on over to now be at the other's side, and perked his head up once more to smile; though his eyes seemed to have been filled with-- Not exactly despair. Maybe it was, but-- Whatever it may have been, there was something quite off. Hopefully, the shine coming from the lights which reflected against the mechanic's frames were hiding that small detail, after all.

     [ Brittle appendages arose and entangled themselves, as cranium beveled forward.]

"Aside from m-myself, I b-believe that it was … Saionji-san. So e-everyone i-is busying t-themselves with her … It’s wonderful t-that she is back, and s-she is … There i-is something obscure a-about her. I’m p-probably hallucinating due to the over amount of sleep I have had."

    [ Sanguine powder dusted through cheeks, as crystalline drops begun to well below lilac optics. ] 

"..Saionji?-- Blegh, she'd probably just try t'bust a nut at me if she saw me walkin' 'round--"

   [ Slowly shaking his head once more by his own thoughts beginning to train on over his spoken words, he sighed rather loudly with a mixed grunt, and folded his arms. ]

"No… who is Hinata?"

Finds himself on the bed, not wanting his knees to buckle beneath him. Hands thrown to either side; the IV that connected his veins to the machine beside the low cot coiling around his legs. Pain wasn’t an issue.

"And you."

"... D-Don't worry 'bout it----"

Gulping by such movements he was witnessing, Souda was sure that it was probably unsafe for the other to even begin moving around in such a state which he was currently in-- Was it really okay for him to be moving around at all..?

"U-Uh, th'name's.. Th'name's S-Souda Kazuichi."