((He approaches his friend, whose resolve seemed so weak now. Haru was tough and stubborn, and now he's... lost. Makoto still wants to ask what had gotten into him, but he can't. Instead he reaches out, pulling the shovel from Haru's hand, and then clasping that hand in his own.))
I'm here, too. ((If that can offer his friend consolation. You're not alone. The value Makoto placed on togetherness was immeasurable.)) We should do this quickly and head home. C'mon.
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((He approaches his friend, whose resolve seemed so weak now. Haru was tough and stubborn, and now he's... lost. Makoto still wants to ask what had gotten into him, but he can't. Instead he reaches out, pulling the shovel from Haru's hand, and then clasping that hand in his own.))
I'm here, too. ((If that can offer his friend consolation. You're not alone. The value Makoto placed on togetherness was immeasurable.)) We should do this quickly and head home. C'mon.