After his discussion with Shotaro the previous day, Terui had spent the remainder of his evening trying to study a book he had checked out to no avail. Two things were very much bothering him, and they wouldn't leave his mind. First, he couldn't decide if he believed that Philip would actually "come back to life". Even if it sounded like a delusion, Hidari wasn't the type to say those kind of things lightly. The reality that Deadmen even existed should have been enough to make him realize the world wasn't quite what he thought it was.
Second, the fact that he found himself caring about either of them to begin with was somewhat of a problem. It wasn't just them either, but several others had also garnered some sense of sympathy from him. If he started caring too much about other people, he wouldn't be able to enact his revenge when the opportunity came. To Ryu, both matters were as complex as the other.
He had eventually given up and gone to sleep, but by the time the next day came he was ready to see if Shotaro's words held true. When he made it to to Philip's cell he found that it was empty, though for some reason, despite telling himself to be logical, he had almost expected him to be there. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to wait around a while.
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Second, the fact that he found himself caring about either of them to begin with was somewhat of a problem. It wasn't just them either, but several others had also garnered some sense of sympathy from him. If he started caring too much about other people, he wouldn't be able to enact his revenge when the opportunity came. To Ryu, both matters were as complex as the other.
He had eventually given up and gone to sleep, but by the time the next day came he was ready to see if Shotaro's words held true. When he made it to to Philip's cell he found that it was empty, though for some reason, despite telling himself to be logical, he had almost expected him to be there. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to wait around a while.