[You meant something to each of us. You mean something to...
He doesn't need to finish the sentence, not really, for her to immediately derive the two most important things from it. One is that she already knows the last word that belongs there, right at the end.
The second is that the tense changed from past to present — from something that once was to something that still continues.]
...It matters that I'm dead. I-I know that's not what you meant, but...but it matters, a lot, that I'm dead. Because...
[She hesitates, her gaze drifting to the side and down before slowly sliding back to Rohan's face.]
M-Maybe that's my "Heaven's Door". I think...maybe that's the thing I need people to understand, like you need for him. Dead is a part of who I am, now. I-I have this friend, who's dead like me, and...he feels that way, too. That it's hard, because...
...B-Because it feels like your chance is gone. Like you got left behind. Like anybody who cares about you, like you're cheating them out of being able to care about somebody with a future. Like you're different, it makes me different.
There was a place for me in the past. I don't know how to make it start feeling like there's a place for me anywhere else. I don't mean I'm not trying to! I just...I don't know how to make it...
[She reaches up, clearly intending to rub her eyes, but then seems to hesitate; her hand stays suspended in the air a moment, wavering as if hung by an invisible string, and then comes to rest over one of his on her shoulder instead.]
Hey...c-can we make it a promise, then? If I keep trying to live...then will you promise to never let me forget that I deserve to?
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He doesn't need to finish the sentence, not really, for her to immediately derive the two most important things from it. One is that she already knows the last word that belongs there, right at the end.
The second is that the tense changed from past to present — from something that once was to something that still continues.]
...It matters that I'm dead. I-I know that's not what you meant, but...but it matters, a lot, that I'm dead. Because...
[She hesitates, her gaze drifting to the side and down before slowly sliding back to Rohan's face.]
M-Maybe that's my "Heaven's Door". I think...maybe that's the thing I need people to understand, like you need for him. Dead is a part of who I am, now. I-I have this friend, who's dead like me, and...he feels that way, too. That it's hard, because...
...B-Because it feels like your chance is gone. Like you got left behind. Like anybody who cares about you, like you're cheating them out of being able to care about somebody with a future. Like you're different, it makes me different.
There was a place for me in the past. I don't know how to make it start feeling like there's a place for me anywhere else. I don't mean I'm not trying to! I just...I don't know how to make it...
[She reaches up, clearly intending to rub her eyes, but then seems to hesitate; her hand stays suspended in the air a moment, wavering as if hung by an invisible string, and then comes to rest over one of his on her shoulder instead.]
Hey...c-can we make it a promise, then? If I keep trying to live...then will you promise to never let me forget that I deserve to?