You're not the first who seems to think there might be more to this.
[ He hasn't had much extended discussion on it, but there are plenty of others who don't believe this is as simple as the afterlife, or are plain in denial about it. ]
...I have no real reason to believe I am still alive. [ He doesn't see reason to doubt that this is the underworld in his case. ] But regardless, there is much left to learn of this place.
[ Then he takes another drink of his tea, the warmth of it a balm against the autumnal chill and his own slight, twitchy awkwardness. Because Dimitri is not cozy, cuddly, or even very friendly; he doesn't know how to return a touch, not without breaking something, so he doesn't try.
But he's not unkind, either. He doesn't reject her presence—the thought doesn't even cross his mind. When he pauses to regard her, his reaction is simple. ]
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[ He hasn't had much extended discussion on it, but there are plenty of others who don't believe this is as simple as the afterlife, or are plain in denial about it. ]
...I have no real reason to believe I am still alive. [ He doesn't see reason to doubt that this is the underworld in his case. ] But regardless, there is much left to learn of this place.
[ Then he takes another drink of his tea, the warmth of it a balm against the autumnal chill and his own slight, twitchy awkwardness. Because Dimitri is not cozy, cuddly, or even very friendly; he doesn't know how to return a touch, not without breaking something, so he doesn't try.
But he's not unkind, either. He doesn't reject her presence—the thought doesn't even cross his mind. When he pauses to regard her, his reaction is simple. ]
Are you cold, Fukawa?