Misaki slowly raised her head and stared at him for a long time. Her eyes had the redness of someone who had not slept in days and she pulled out the remains of the necklace from her balled up fist to show him. She sighed outwardly bit her lip.
"I don't know why I kept this. Maybe it was because I wanted to have some proof that we were really going in there. Now it's because I want to prove that he did exist. I sat by him all the time Oubai-senpai. Saw him every day. He was real, right? We weren't just dreaming the Seiji-kun we saw, right?" Her voice was a whisper of what it normally was, and there was hesitance in the way she acted.
Flipping the cord over and over she asked him quickly, "How do you deal with it? The pain of knowing that a person was there and then just as suddenly they're gone?"