[Well. That got his attention. Athrun recognizes the voice immediately, and turns.]
Huh? Is that you, Lac--
[But then he cuts off. Despite everything, despite the thoroughness of the facade, Athrun has always been able to tell. The facial expressions, the body language, the actions...they were almost Lacus, but still not her. But that could only mean...
...No. No. It wasn't possible. He had watched her die. He could still feel the warmth draining from the lifeless body in his arms.
Thus, the reaction was one that she most likely wouldn't expect. Athrun simply stands there, frozen in shock.]
Me...Meer?
Is it...it's...
[So much so that he can't even articulate a proper sentence.]
no subject
Huh? Is that you, Lac--
[But then he cuts off. Despite everything, despite the thoroughness of the facade, Athrun has always been able to tell. The facial expressions, the body language, the actions...they were almost Lacus, but still not her. But that could only mean...
...No. No. It wasn't possible. He had watched her die. He could still feel the warmth draining from the lifeless body in his arms.
Thus, the reaction was one that she most likely wouldn't expect. Athrun simply stands there, frozen in shock.]
Me...Meer?
Is it...it's...
[So much so that he can't even articulate a proper sentence.]