[ its like i never left, his mind reels, but at the same time there's more than one thing stopping him from speaking up instantly. for one, was the memory of koriko. gone, away in an instant like it never existed. it wasn't a particularly pleasant thing— because back home he went back to his everyday motions. emi never existed. kacchan never existed, and so forth. even if nishinoya has already been aware of the fact that he has to live and take care of all this to the fullest (because surely, one day, it'll all be gone), it might not be so easy for someone who doesn't know about it. it's where he gives a falter, looks back up to gather his words again . . . until he sees the look on emi's face. ]
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[ its like i never left, his mind reels, but at the same time there's more than one thing stopping him from speaking up instantly. for one, was the memory of koriko. gone, away in an instant like it never existed. it wasn't a particularly pleasant thing— because back home he went back to his everyday motions. emi never existed. kacchan never existed, and so forth. even if nishinoya has already been aware of the fact that he has to live and take care of all this to the fullest (because surely, one day, it'll all be gone), it might not be so easy for someone who doesn't know about it. it's where he gives a falter, looks back up to gather his words again . . . until he sees the look on emi's face. ]
. . . Hey, [ a hand on his arm, ] you okay?