i realize now. they've both kissed a lavi in their time here
[ sure, he didn't mind kissing. a pretty girl, a nice woman, someone who knew what they were doing and didn't mind. typical guy stuff, right? so what if one of his last kisses was bottomless-pit lavi? circumstance, it didn't count. just like this wouldn't count in the end.
of all the people in the prison, why did it have to be a dead girl? why her? fodder of each damned nightmare and the voice attached to each damned gelatinous shadow that tailed him in that place and-- ]
Some idiot let them out again.
[ the warden, maybe. some joker, perhaps. either way, there was no escaping it. do this or be crushed, and if there was one person in the prison he wanted to be crushed into a pulp with, saki konishi certainly wasn't it.
he turns around, back pressed up against the barrier as far as he could manage. it's a little easier to focus on the barrier over her shoulder than saki herself. ]