[Not that he's a chatterbox to begin with (unless certain topics are brought up, that is), but Joshua's silence is still eerie. Empty yet heavy. Distant yet suffocating. As if he's registering nothing and everything at the same time.]
[He doesn't lean into Naoya's embrace, but he doesn't pull away.]
[Joshua breathes in deeply, holds it, and exhales.]
no subject
[He doesn't lean into Naoya's embrace, but he doesn't pull away.]
[Joshua breathes in deeply, holds it, and exhales.]
You're right.
[A nod before he continues.]
And they must continue to change.
Thank you. I... I am ready to leave, if you are.