[It doesn't really answer his question, but then, he doesn't know what happened in that building in those last few seconds, or if Tadashi ever found the man he was looking for...what he knows is what he felt, and saw, when it went up. Nothing could've made it out of that alive.
Maybe he can take a little solace in the possibility his brother didn't die completely alone.]
...I'm sorry.
[He stands there for a long few seconds, compulsively wringing at the hem of his jacket, before he speaks up again - a note just shy of pleading in his voice.]
Don't tell him? Please? It doesn't do him any good now to know about it.
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Maybe he can take a little solace in the possibility his brother didn't die completely alone.]
...I'm sorry.
[He stands there for a long few seconds, compulsively wringing at the hem of his jacket, before he speaks up again - a note just shy of pleading in his voice.]
Don't tell him? Please? It doesn't do him any good now to know about it.