[If it stung for Maya, it stabbed for Hiroshi. Every word, like a dagger. He thought he was smart. He'd been told he was smart -- no, he'd been told he HAD to be smart. Wasn't that what the acceptance had been? Just another stepping stone towards becoming a respected scientist, a member of the intellectual elite? That's how his father felt, right?
But the more he listens to Osaka, the more it hits home. He could have all the smarts in the world, all the great scientific discoveries... and it didn't mean a damn thing if he didn't know how to actually LISTEN to his friends, how to have any sort of empathy. How to read PEOPLE, not books. And now... this. So many people dead...]
Osa... N-no... Ay...
[And then Nui strikes, and he reels backwards, everything happening too fast for his brain to process. And there's blood. Everywhere.]
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But the more he listens to Osaka, the more it hits home. He could have all the smarts in the world, all the great scientific discoveries... and it didn't mean a damn thing if he didn't know how to actually LISTEN to his friends, how to have any sort of empathy. How to read PEOPLE, not books. And now... this. So many people dead...]
Osa... N-no... Ay...
[And then Nui strikes, and he reels backwards, everything happening too fast for his brain to process. And there's blood. Everywhere.]