[046 | voice] the homecoming at day's end.

[maneurism]

[Yuusuke sounds completely flat; his voice is expressionless, and it's hard to tell whether he's calm, or simply too exhausted to express anything more than the base minimum.] Look, I know nothing's sure yet, but I'm calling it at twenty, twenty five at the least. I can't...look. Anymore. It's just...dust and more dust, ash and more ash

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Voice;

[theman_among]

So stop counting. We'll rename it or whatever.

[v]

[maneurism]

Kurama wanted us to take a count, moron. [Tiredly.]

[v]

[theman_among]

So now there's a fuckin' count. You just said so.

[v]

[maneurism]

Yeah, yeah, don't pitch a bitch.

I'm sleepin' in your room.

[v]

[theman_among]

Who says?

[v]

[maneurism]

The hell d'you mean, "who says," says me. I'm tired.

[v]

[theman_among]

Fine. Whatever.

[v]

[maneurism]

Yeah. Good.