[She was alive. For a moment. She was alive. Between Kaede being dead for a moment, her being alive for a moment--his heart was twisted twice over, and the realization that he had both of them at one time again makes his knees give out. Kotetsu can't keep those painful emotions in check, when he sees that sad truth. Anywhere else, it's probably the mumbled ravings of some crazy guy, but here, he's just a heartbroken old fool.]
I had her; I had Tomoe. I had her. I pulled it all down--I broke everything apart again... They made me rip everything down...
[Why--why. Why couldn't he protect his family?
His face drops, downcast.]
Tomoe--
[He realizes he's about to talk to a dead person, but then Sanji's here; yeah, just freak Sanji out more, start talking to the dead. Unscrew all those bolts loose, Kaburagi. That scratch is still there. That itch, to speak to her, an attempt to cling to her life, hope that she's listening in the place she's in--he knows she's in a good place, because she's her, and she deserved nothing less.]
I was supposed to be her hero... I couldn't save her... Couldn't protect her, either...
[It's sad, the struggle between mournful husband and desperate father.
Luceti brings out the best in people, doesn't it?]
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[She was alive. For a moment. She was alive. Between Kaede being dead for a moment, her being alive for a moment--his heart was twisted twice over, and the realization that he had both of them at one time again makes his knees give out. Kotetsu can't keep those painful emotions in check, when he sees that sad truth. Anywhere else, it's probably the mumbled ravings of some crazy guy, but here, he's just a heartbroken old fool.]
I had her; I had Tomoe. I had her. I pulled it all down--I broke everything apart again... They made me rip everything down...
[Why--why. Why couldn't he protect his family?
His face drops, downcast.]
Tomoe--
[He realizes he's about to talk to a dead person, but then Sanji's here; yeah, just freak Sanji out more, start talking to the dead. Unscrew all those bolts loose, Kaburagi. That scratch is still there. That itch, to speak to her, an attempt to cling to her life, hope that she's listening in the place she's in--he knows she's in a good place, because she's her, and she deserved nothing less.]
I was supposed to be her hero... I couldn't save her... Couldn't protect her, either...
[It's sad, the struggle between mournful husband and desperate father.
Luceti brings out the best in people, doesn't it?]