Yeah. [ Yata's own eyes dim as his voice falters. ] Yeah... I wonder what they're doing now.
[ He can see it clearly: Mikoto slumped onto the couch and Izumo wiping another wine glass as he chats with Tatara. Kamamoto's stuffing his face with rice, and Anna's in the corner drinking strawberry juice—
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Yeah. [ Yata's own eyes dim as his voice falters. ] Yeah... I wonder what they're doing now.
[ He can see it clearly: Mikoto slumped onto the couch and Izumo wiping another wine glass as he chats with Tatara. Kamamoto's stuffing his face with rice, and Anna's in the corner drinking strawberry juice—
ANYWAY, FLASHBACK OVER. ]
What about you? Anyone missing you back home?