[It's the stupidest, most senseless argument he could possibly think of, and for a moment, Yu-- he doesn't know how to respond. Where to even start. It's as if he doesn't know --and he might not, really-- the impact he's had. Would there even be an Investigation Team if not for Yosuke? Would Yukiko and all the others have died just like Saki-senpai? Would they have even solved the case at all?...
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In a sense, he's always been right at the heart of the team. The goofy grin, the voice of common sense, the shamelessness. The ability to do truly insane things without seeming to care how other people felt about it. Right now, however, Yu chooses a more selfish argument. It takes a moment for him to find the words; even when he does, it's his actions that speak first. He puts a hand to the back of Yosuke's neck, drawing him closer, close enough that their foreheads almost touch. Close enough that Yosuke won't miss the seriousness in his stormy gaze. He hasn't shed any tears over this -- he thought he was fully out, to be honest-- but his eyes have a watery sheen all the same. He holds his best friend there, demanding his full attention by way of proximity.]
And I can't do any of that without you. [He let's his words hang in the air for another moment, and then exhales.] What makes you think it was any easier for me to watch you die?
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In a sense, he's always been right at the heart of the team. The goofy grin, the voice of common sense, the shamelessness. The ability to do truly insane things without seeming to care how other people felt about it. Right now, however, Yu chooses a more selfish argument. It takes a moment for him to find the words; even when he does, it's his actions that speak first. He puts a hand to the back of Yosuke's neck, drawing him closer, close enough that their foreheads almost touch. Close enough that Yosuke won't miss the seriousness in his stormy gaze. He hasn't shed any tears over this -- he thought he was fully out, to be honest-- but his eyes have a watery sheen all the same. He holds his best friend there, demanding his full attention by way of proximity.]
And I can't do any of that without you. [He let's his words hang in the air for another moment, and then exhales.] What makes you think it was any easier for me to watch you die?