[It's a lie, of course. He's anything but fine after that, but he can't afford to waver, can he? He didn't type those words, but they stare back at him like an echo coming from deep within. He really feels that, now more than ever, he needs to be perfect. There isn't any more room for error, not when so much is at stake. And even if he wants to reject "Shirou Fubuki," he can't. Not when they agree on this much.
As he is...it's not enough.]
I don't remember writing that, but...
[But he did. Unless it was the app again? And if it was, did that mean whoever was watching also saw what he did? What does it all mean?]
Shirou Fubuki β Marchosias
Yeah. I'm fine.
[It's a lie, of course. He's anything but fine after that, but he can't afford to waver, can he? He didn't type those words, but they stare back at him like an echo coming from deep within. He really feels that, now more than ever, he needs to be perfect. There isn't any more room for error, not when so much is at stake. And even if he wants to reject "Shirou Fubuki," he can't. Not when they agree on this much.
As he is...it's not enough.]
I don't remember writing that, but...
[But he did. Unless it was the app again? And if it was, did that mean whoever was watching also saw what he did? What does it all mean?]
...I can't say I disagree, either. Not anymore.