[Sometime early in the morning, a terminal clicks on.]
[Tsukasa's voice is very shaky and keeps fading in and out. There's also a sound like a chair creaking.]
I... oh... that... wasn't... I'm...
I'm b... back... oh...
I... I... that... [He breaks off, crying for a few moments.]
N... no... I j... I... oh...
Th... that... I...
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S... sorry.
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I... tried climbing them bu... but I couldn't manage it.
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S... sorry... I can't... I...
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I... I... it's just...
I'm not h... hurt. Just... ah...
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A... Allelujah, right?
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Are you
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Do you like soup?
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[His voice is still wavering, and there's still the creaking noise, like he's rocking in the chair.]
Why?
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I... I don't know. It's... it's hard to tell.
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But... things are... j... jumbled. Again.
And I don't know... if what I saw there was real.
Why can't I ever figure out what's real and what's not?!
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