[Naturally, when everything gets destroyed, the first order of business is to look for the ones you are close too. Which is exactly what Misaka did
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[ She isn't the only one who's there. Sometime later - far too late, no matter how you slice it - Touma is standing beside her and staring down at the same sight. He'd be doing so in silence if he wasn't panting so hard from the run over here.
So much devastation. So much pain. So much death.
It's almost too much for him to grasp, much less deal with. ]
[ They remain like that for a long while, as sounds of people digging through rubble, running down the streets, or calling out to one another echo over the now-desolate landscape.
Things... can't end like this. ]
Get up. [ It's not clear who he's talking to. His words are quiet, but there's still some conviction behind them. ]
She... [ His grip tightens, and he'll pull up on her shirt if he has to. ] Do you think she wants you worrying about her like this? Why don't you worry about what to do once you're on your own two feet?
[ Then he'll just have to haul her up from under her arms. ] What about yourself? Do you think you're not worth worrying about? Are you going to just give up? Don't feed me a bullshit line like that!
'It's fine, isn't it? For Misaka who can be reproduced at the touch of a button.. Why not kill this Misaka instead of the original?' Misaka questions in disbelief. 'Surely the original is more valuable alive than a copy like Misaka..'
[It's not something she'd say normally, but seeing Mikoto dead like this. It's too hard to not revert to the same mentality she had during the experiments.]
[The edge of her lip quirks up slightly before falling again, and she shakes her head.]
'That is about the same thing you said to Misaka when we first met,' Misaka reminisces. 'But Misaka can't seem to agree again with those words at the moment.'
...it was? [ Damn this place. Damn the way it manipulates time; manipulates people.
Touma pushes past that, not giving her a chance to question it. ] It's worth repeating because my feelings on that haven't changed. I still believe in the life you have, and that it's worth holding on to. And you're not leaving my sight until I'm sure you see that, too.
[ ...and yet he's... walking away? Around the rubble to what's left of the garage, and he crouches to burrow his way through the rubble. ]
I know. I know. [ Like a man possessed, Touma doesn't seem to care if he's getting splinters, or scratched by nails and broken glass, he has to find it. He has to find- ]
Ah! [ A shovel. Or. Well. Half of one. The spade is bent and the handle only extends about a foot, but it will work. He walks partway over and kneels again in a patch of blasted grass. ] Find some sheets.
[ Then he starts ripping at the grass, bringing it up in chunks, to reveal the soil underneath. ]
[Her actions are robotic. More so than they normally would be, and she's off to go find sheets, though doesn't plan on straying too far from Mikoto's body.
Eventually, she does come back with one, placing it over Mikoto's body hesitantly, still expecting her to come back to life, coughing and sputtering.]
So much devastation.
So much pain.
So much death.
It's almost too much for him to grasp, much less deal with. ]
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Things... can't end like this. ]
Get up. [ It's not clear who he's talking to. His words are quiet, but there's still some conviction behind them. ]
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[Not that.. She will be getting up.]
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'Because.. Because Misaka has nothing else to worry about,' Misaka explains honestly.
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[It's not something she'd say normally, but seeing Mikoto dead like this. It's too hard to not revert to the same mentality she had during the experiments.]
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I'm not saying you can't grieve, but don't you think that there is a time and a place for that?
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'That is about the same thing you said to Misaka when we first met,' Misaka reminisces. 'But Misaka can't seem to agree again with those words at the moment.'
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Touma pushes past that, not giving her a chance to question it. ] It's worth repeating because my feelings on that haven't changed. I still believe in the life you have, and that it's worth holding on to. And you're not leaving my sight until I'm sure you see that, too.
[ ...and yet he's... walking away? Around the rubble to what's left of the garage, and he crouches to burrow his way through the rubble. ]
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'Misaka can't leave yet.' Misaka speaks up.
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Ah! [ A shovel. Or. Well. Half of one. The spade is bent and the handle only extends about a foot, but it will work. He walks partway over and kneels again in a patch of blasted grass. ] Find some sheets.
[ Then he starts ripping at the grass, bringing it up in chunks, to reveal the soil underneath. ]
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Eventually, she does come back with one, placing it over Mikoto's body hesitantly, still expecting her to come back to life, coughing and sputtering.]
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