[Damn, for all of Hanako's outgoing, enthusiastic energy in the Dream Sphere, he sure is a sour little shit in the real world. Not that Ango is really surprised by that... he's spent the past thirty-odd years pretending to be more easygoing and confident than he really is, so he recognizes all of the worst parts of himself in the brat.]
Man, can't a guy enjoy a little fussing?
[The kid's right, though - he most likely would keel over on the train, and not for the first time. Back in Tokyo he used to pass out on the Yamanote loop line and ride in circles around the city for hours, a pretty apt metaphor for where his life was going back then.]
Why push myself? I dunno. Guilt, probably.
[Ango flops gracelessly into the nearest waiting room chair and leans his head back to look up at the harsh fluorescent lights. The brat's rotten mood must be as contagious as whatever strain of flu he's probably incubating.]
...A good friend of mine lost the fight against his nightmares, and there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it. I don't know if smashing Torments actually helps anybody who's struggling, but at least it feels like I'm doing something.
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Man, can't a guy enjoy a little fussing?
[The kid's right, though - he most likely would keel over on the train, and not for the first time. Back in Tokyo he used to pass out on the Yamanote loop line and ride in circles around the city for hours, a pretty apt metaphor for where his life was going back then.]
Why push myself? I dunno. Guilt, probably.
[Ango flops gracelessly into the nearest waiting room chair and leans his head back to look up at the harsh fluorescent lights. The brat's rotten mood must be as contagious as whatever strain of flu he's probably incubating.]
...A good friend of mine lost the fight against his nightmares, and there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it. I don't know if smashing Torments actually helps anybody who's struggling, but at least it feels like I'm doing something.