[He sees it and he's not sorry. He doesn't have room to be sorry, not when all he can hear in his ears is a siren blast ordering him to get out.
His knuckles are white on the edges of his meal tray.]
Don't tell the others.
[He doesn't want them coming up to him, coming after him, asking him to save them with powers Junpei doesn't have, to save them for reasons he doesn't care about. He doesn't owe the people here anything, he's never asked anything from them, he's kept to himself and isn't attached because if he couldn't trust that person, then...
Then he can't trust anyone. Human beings aren't as beautiful as he thought.]
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His knuckles are white on the edges of his meal tray.]
Don't tell the others.
[He doesn't want them coming up to him, coming after him, asking him to save them with powers Junpei doesn't have, to save them for reasons he doesn't care about. He doesn't owe the people here anything, he's never asked anything from them, he's kept to himself and isn't attached because if he couldn't trust that person, then...
Then he can't trust anyone. Human beings aren't as beautiful as he thought.]