[ There's a lot for Nanami to focus on - still steeped in her own grief, even with the comfort of the other two surrounding and enveloping her - and on top of that there's the faint wonder she feels coming from the petal, and Komaeda's instruction to pick a memory...
It's a lot at once. But Komaeda's tug on Hinata's arm - and Hinata's subsequent embarrassed reaction - remind her of something, and a small little laugh escapes her despite herself. A time of raining kusamochi, a time when she felt as safe and happy as she ever has.
She squeezes Hajime just a little tighter. ]
All right. [ Still she strokes her hand through Hajime's hair, as much to soothe him as to soothe her, and re-awaken the memory. ]
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Date: 2016-09-18 05:16 pm (UTC)It's a lot at once. But Komaeda's tug on Hinata's arm - and Hinata's subsequent embarrassed reaction - remind her of something, and a small little laugh escapes her despite herself. A time of raining kusamochi, a time when she felt as safe and happy as she ever has.
She squeezes Hajime just a little tighter. ]
All right. [ Still she strokes her hand through Hajime's hair, as much to soothe him as to soothe her, and re-awaken the memory. ]