[If Minako does not care, Shinjiro will do the imagining for her: Tartarus collapsed on top of him, and unlike his benevolent look-alike, he did not rise from the grave three days later. He will imagine that when given the information and opportunity and not feel too badly about it.
As for everything else, he can see everything she told him just as easily. He can see the graffiti lining the bricks, can almost imagine the flyers that she hadn't mentioned littering the streets. How everything dissolved into decay, like something that had been abandoned and left to rot. If she says it was awful, he believes her. He can imagine Hell. But he can imagine other things too. He can see them fighting, climbing that damn tower night after night after night, because succumbing to that inevitability—memoryless and painless as it might have been—would never have been an option for very long. That's what he would have chose if he had been there.]
Got an idea of what that place is.
[He doesn't know everything, of course. Not much at all, really. But enough.]
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[If Minako does not care, Shinjiro will do the imagining for her: Tartarus collapsed on top of him, and unlike his benevolent look-alike, he did not rise from the grave three days later. He will imagine that when given the information and opportunity and not feel too badly about it.
As for everything else, he can see everything she told him just as easily. He can see the graffiti lining the bricks, can almost imagine the flyers that she hadn't mentioned littering the streets. How everything dissolved into decay, like something that had been abandoned and left to rot. If she says it was awful, he believes her. He can imagine Hell. But he can imagine other things too. He can see them fighting, climbing that damn tower night after night after night, because succumbing to that inevitability—memoryless and painless as it might have been—would never have been an option for very long. That's what he would have chose if he had been there.]
Got an idea of what that place is.
[He doesn't know everything, of course. Not much at all, really. But enough.]