Damien turned his blue eyes towards the sky. Why did he survive again? He told himself and Rin he'd survive for the sake of survival, but that wasn't helping at all. Though, maybe there was another reason he wanted to survive? But he just couldn't find the answer to that question. That. Lonesome question. If someone could just give me an answer, it'd make this crap a whole lot easier! Dan though to himself. Scolding himself in the process. Maybe he should stop being weird? Whatever it was that made him weird, and he couldn't even figure that out so that was out of the question. Whatever, perhaps some cooling down would help him think less negative.
“Your probably just lost. It's a hard time and I can't blame you.”
Maybe, maybe not. But that would mean somewhere, somehow, he took a wrong turn. Well, when didn't he take a wrong turn? According to the generic society of course. Because he couldn't see it, and he definitely wouldn't want to see and realise he took a wrong turn. But, unfamiliar territory? Ironically, Dan always found himself in unfamiliar territory. “If I am going to make my own path, I'll be sure to bring one hell of a sharp pick-axe. Because I got some digging to do...” The boy slightly backed his head away as Rin poked his forehead. She was trying to cheer him up, that was obvious. If not a little strange. “Look. Rin. Just forget about it. I tried opening myself up and hope they wouldn't just shoo me away. But they just 'labelled' me 'not trustworthy' and left it at that. End of story.”
Judgement was one thing, placing a label on someone's forehead another. And Damien couldn't be in one room with either. What was the point of it all? Making it obvious everyone differs from each other? But, he was pondering too much. He just wanted to drop it, like, right now. “Thanks, Rin.” The boy leaned forward, throwing his right arm around the girl, gently hugging her. “Let us go find ourselves a shelter. You never know when rain starts pouring down on the ground, plus, I think more clear when I have a roof above my head.” The boy released Rin from his spontaneous hug, giving her a soft smile before standing up, scanning his surroundings in search for a useful shelter.
“Your probably just lost. It's a hard time and I can't blame you.”
Maybe, maybe not. But that would mean somewhere, somehow, he took a wrong turn. Well, when didn't he take a wrong turn? According to the generic society of course. Because he couldn't see it, and he definitely wouldn't want to see and realise he took a wrong turn. But, unfamiliar territory? Ironically, Dan always found himself in unfamiliar territory. “If I am going to make my own path, I'll be sure to bring one hell of a sharp pick-axe. Because I got some digging to do...” The boy slightly backed his head away as Rin poked his forehead. She was trying to cheer him up, that was obvious. If not a little strange. “Look. Rin. Just forget about it. I tried opening myself up and hope they wouldn't just shoo me away. But they just 'labelled' me 'not trustworthy' and left it at that. End of story.”
Judgement was one thing, placing a label on someone's forehead another. And Damien couldn't be in one room with either. What was the point of it all? Making it obvious everyone differs from each other? But, he was pondering too much. He just wanted to drop it, like, right now. “Thanks, Rin.” The boy leaned forward, throwing his right arm around the girl, gently hugging her. “Let us go find ourselves a shelter. You never know when rain starts pouring down on the ground, plus, I think more clear when I have a roof above my head.” The boy released Rin from his spontaneous hug, giving her a soft smile before standing up, scanning his surroundings in search for a useful shelter.