... Yeah. [she stares up at the sky, pointedly ignoring the stupid moon for now, thinking. her expression is a bit morose.] I bet there are more worlds out there than we can imagine. And other people, too. I wonder what they're doing right now.
[... a shake of her head, and she smiles a little at him.]
You said you wanted to be an astronaut when you were little. But that makes it sound like you don't want to, anymore.
[this conversation isn't about to get any less depressing, though, because she just. looks surprised by that question, like it's never even crossed her mind.]
I... don't know. [...] There's probably a reason I was born. But I've never really thought that I would get to be anything. Planning for the future felt... impossible.
... I sort of get that. Even though I had that dream, it's not like it was ever going to be a reality. Eventually, I couldn't see any sort of future— where I would be in a year, or a month, or a week.
[ Just living day by day, and it couldn't have even been called living. ]
I guess it worked out, though. I no longer have a future, after all.
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[... a shake of her head, and she smiles a little at him.]
You said you wanted to be an astronaut when you were little. But that makes it sound like you don't want to, anymore.
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[ He still wants to. He wants to with all his heart, every night he spends on the rooftops gazing up at the stars. But he can't.
... ]
What kind of dreams did you have, Saya? I want to hear about what you want to be!
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[this conversation isn't about to get any less depressing, though, because she just. looks surprised by that question, like it's never even crossed her mind.]
I... don't know. [...] There's probably a reason I was born. But I've never really thought that I would get to be anything. Planning for the future felt... impossible.
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[ Just living day by day, and it couldn't have even been called living. ]
I guess it worked out, though. I no longer have a future, after all.
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[she sort of. bumps her shoulder with his? not quite sure what to say here, but...]
You don't think that can change...? You're still here.
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Only the living have a future. Once I go back, I'll be dead. That's not going to change.
[ and he's not going to stay here just so he can be """alive""". he'd hate that ]
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[ look at him: he's existed this long, has done this much, and it all still amounts to nothing. ]