[He wasn't sure if he had the courage to make a video call. What kind of face was he supposed to make anyway? He was sick, he died, sorry, but he's back? Was he supposed to smile? What if she isn't even there? He could have texted, but then he wouldn't know for sure if it was her. He wanted to hear her voice.
It's a relief when he hears the tablet dial; she must be here.]
... Ayano. It's me. Are you there?
They made vaccines, for the sickness. You should get one too if you haven't. Uh-- [He raises his voice just a bit, sounding a little hopeful, but he pauses and when he talks again it's at a mumble.] If you want, I can bring you some. I've been helping out.
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Date: 2013-06-15 10:54 pm (UTC)It's a relief when he hears the tablet dial; she must be here.]
... Ayano. It's me. Are you there?
They made vaccines, for the sickness. You should get one too if you haven't. Uh-- [He raises his voice just a bit, sounding a little hopeful, but he pauses and when he talks again it's at a mumble.] If you want, I can bring you some. I've been helping out.
... You're really there, right?