[It's several hours before Naoto finally gets back to him. Part of her doesn't want to call -- she's ashamed of herself, embarrassed for being such a burden, for letting herself die.
It's still strange to think about. She doesn't want to think about it, but she calls him back regardless.]
My apologies for calling back so late. Is... is everything alright?
[A stupid question. She already knows something is very wrong.]
S'fine. [It's almost a sigh, as if spoken on a held breath--which it had been. His relief is short-lived, though--that right there is a heavy question, and he doesn't have any answers that aren't bad. Worst things first?] You seen the network today?
[He doesn't wait for an answer, diving right into an explanation. Er, sort of. He tries.]
Yosuke-senpai's back and he's lost his damn mind, Naoto, he keeps talkin' about wanting to die permanently and won't listen to anyone. Tried to talk'im down but he just stuck his head in th'sand--Ted's trying to take care of him but hell if I know what to do about it.
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H-hey, if you're... ya know, back, shoot me a text or call or somethin'. Yosuke-senpai's having some kinda meltdown, and Ted's--
[Pause. Sigh.]
Just... you'd better be alive, dammit!
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It's still strange to think about. She doesn't want to think about it, but she calls him back regardless.]
My apologies for calling back so late. Is... is everything alright?
[A stupid question. She already knows something is very wrong.]
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[He doesn't wait for an answer, diving right into an explanation. Er, sort of. He tries.]
Yosuke-senpai's back and he's lost his damn mind, Naoto, he keeps talkin' about wanting to die permanently and won't listen to anyone. Tried to talk'im down but he just stuck his head in th'sand--Ted's trying to take care of him but hell if I know what to do about it.
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Kanji's explanation is obviously lacking details, but it's enough to understand the situation. It's enough to make her worry.]
I see...
Do you know where he is now? I'm not sure how much help I'll be, but I can at the very least try to talk some sense into him.
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[There's a scuffling--Kanji getting to his feet--and then footsteps as he moves out into the street.]
--no damn street signs--
We got him in a little house up in Northtown. Everything's burnt all to hell--ain't much in the way of landmarks. It'd be easier to just lead ya here.