[That answers all of Adam’s questions. He doesn’t need a literature degree to understand a metaphor about grief.
He has a whole bunch he wants to say, but even he knows now’s not the time for it. He kneels next to Omori. He feels it, too. It’s horrible. Cloying. Once it’s in, it feels like it won’t leave.]
Come on. [He gently rests a hand on his shoulder.] Let’s get out of here.
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He has a whole bunch he wants to say, but even he knows now’s not the time for it. He kneels next to Omori. He feels it, too. It’s horrible. Cloying. Once it’s in, it feels like it won’t leave.]
Come on. [He gently rests a hand on his shoulder.] Let’s get out of here.