[Hearing Kaede's strained voice is like a knife in Sayori's chest. She can't help but cry harder--for herself, for Kaede, for Minato. It feels selfish to cry at all. She hates the idea of making Kaede even sadder.
She clutches harder to the back of Kaede's shirt.] I'm s-sorry. I shouldn't cry. But-- but you and Minato are close friends, right? And he's-- he's so nice.
[She doesn't speak of the fears she's buried in the recesses of her mind. She can't. She just wants to help Kaede.]
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She clutches harder to the back of Kaede's shirt.] I'm s-sorry. I shouldn't cry. But-- but you and Minato are close friends, right? And he's-- he's so nice.
[She doesn't speak of the fears she's buried in the recesses of her mind. She can't. She just wants to help Kaede.]