[Here they are, the last two people who could possibly get memories of the previous game. All the other people of their group are dead- they're the last two.
While Akechi doesn't say anything, the gesture is more than enough to get the feeling. They're both trying to find something that feels impossible. That feeling of being loved is something fleeting, that needs to be chased. It's not easy and it never will be.
Love is something for other people.
She squeezes his hand back. At least they both know.]
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While Akechi doesn't say anything, the gesture is more than enough to get the feeling. They're both trying to find something that feels impossible. That feeling of being loved is something fleeting, that needs to be chased. It's not easy and it never will be.
Love is something for other people.
She squeezes his hand back. At least they both know.]