[ It's a park that had broken their fall, thick grey grass Ryoji had never thought he'd be so happy to see and spit out of his mouth as he pulls himself up, shaking his head and stopping immediately because it just makes things hurt all the more. ]
What was- what...?
[ He looks up. Chutes and ladders. And then over at Akira, who is staring at him with searching eyes and Ryoji immediately feels his stomach clench under that stare: guilt. Suspicion. That look people give him when they think he might be hiding something from them, and it's the worst when they are friends. ]
...Ah, your glasses. [ He breaks off that thought and takes a step back, looking around for them. ] How well can you see without them?
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What was- what...?
[ He looks up. Chutes and ladders. And then over at Akira, who is staring at him with searching eyes and Ryoji immediately feels his stomach clench under that stare: guilt. Suspicion. That look people give him when they think he might be hiding something from them, and it's the worst when they are friends. ]
...Ah, your glasses. [ He breaks off that thought and takes a step back, looking around for them. ] How well can you see without them?