[It is Anasui's name, of all things, that startles the sound out of him- a pained half laugh, half sob, as Emporio's thoughts drag him forcefully back to the last he saw of him.] Y...yeah..! He...
...He did really great, actually...he...Thinking about it, I still can't even believe...
[Even his initial suggestion.
Even his original idea, he would have died. That was what he decided it was worth- or Jolyne at least, was worth. Anasui was obsessive- fixated on what he liked, utterly apathetic to nearly anything else but...
He'd still offered himself up.
Choking back harsher tears, he tries to focus on Foo Fighters.] A...a town? [he repeats, before remembering what he'd seen not long after screaming. Looking to the rail and through its bars, Emporio's eyes widen. That's right- he'd seen...]
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...He did really great, actually...he...Thinking about it, I still can't even believe...
[Even his initial suggestion.
Even his original idea, he would have died. That was what he decided it was worth- or Jolyne at least, was worth. Anasui was obsessive- fixated on what he liked, utterly apathetic to nearly anything else but...
He'd still offered himself up.
Choking back harsher tears, he tries to focus on Foo Fighters.] A...a town? [he repeats, before remembering what he'd seen not long after screaming. Looking to the rail and through its bars, Emporio's eyes widen. That's right- he'd seen...]
...It...
...it looks...old...
[Like something from those prison textbooks...]