[And its that guilt, isn't it? That guilt that has stuck to Omi, like a film.]
[Douman reaches up to hold Omi's face in their hands, quiet for a moment. Of course, they have no grief. It is something that humans have, pulling themselves downwards to the depths of their own abyss.]
...What a terrible thing. [And a low sigh.] And you...carry that weight, don't you?
[It's the guilt he's carried ever since that day. A near constant emotion that never really leaves him, no matter what he does.]
... Yeah.
[He's already come this far. He's already admitted this much. Omi closes his eyes and sighs, a little shaky. Like he wasn't quite expecting to admit to this much, but he's already here.]
I didn't find out until later, but he always wanted to be an actor. He had a goal and a dream. That's when I decided to become one too. For him. Maybe it would help him rest in peace.
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[And its that guilt, isn't it? That guilt that has stuck to Omi, like a film.]
[Douman reaches up to hold Omi's face in their hands, quiet for a moment. Of course, they have no grief. It is something that humans have, pulling themselves downwards to the depths of their own abyss.]
...What a terrible thing. [And a low sigh.] And you...carry that weight, don't you?
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... Yeah.
[He's already come this far. He's already admitted this much. Omi closes his eyes and sighs, a little shaky. Like he wasn't quite expecting to admit to this much, but he's already here.]
I didn't find out until later, but he always wanted to be an actor. He had a goal and a dream. That's when I decided to become one too. For him. Maybe it would help him rest in peace.