[He's not sure exactly when the pretense of playing the game stopped being important, but at some point his fingers have stopped moving across the buttons and his attention's rapt on his partner. He's well enough aware of what happened to Yu in the labyrinth - it was torture watching all of his friends and barely having a fraction of control over what happened to them, only the smallest role to play in the outcome. But that's not the important part of the story - and as much as it hurts, he has to put that behind him]
[No, the important part is the nightmare. The part where Yu - his best friend, his closest confidant, his partner - is worried about being left alone. It's a worry he can admit to sharing when he watched Yu board that train so long ago, but this is different. To have to live it in those dreams, with how real they feel...]
[There's no words he can say that'll make this better. But he nods to himself, the answer being obvious]
[And just like that, Yosuke punches his best friend in the shoulder. Be glad he's not Kanji]
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[No, the important part is the nightmare. The part where Yu - his best friend, his closest confidant, his partner - is worried about being left alone. It's a worry he can admit to sharing when he watched Yu board that train so long ago, but this is different. To have to live it in those dreams, with how real they feel...]
[There's no words he can say that'll make this better. But he nods to himself, the answer being obvious]
[And just like that, Yosuke punches his best friend in the shoulder. Be glad he's not Kanji]