[She'd cried a lot already, in the half hour span it took for them to get to the tower, but her eyes are aching again, every part of her feeling tight and rough and brittle as she tucks her face into the fabric of Junpei's shirt, clenching Fuuka's hand and bringing it close to her heart. Minako doesn't realize she's babbling until she has to drag in a ragged breath to continue the words.]
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I held on as long as I could, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to live with all of you. I wanted to live.
no subject
[She'd cried a lot already, in the half hour span it took for them to get to the tower, but her eyes are aching again, every part of her feeling tight and rough and brittle as she tucks her face into the fabric of Junpei's shirt, clenching Fuuka's hand and bringing it close to her heart. Minako doesn't realize she's babbling until she has to drag in a ragged breath to continue the words.]
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I held on as long as I could, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to live with all of you. I wanted to live.