[It's the squeeze that makes her pause; that gesture, small though it may have been, spoke to her about her own dependency on her friends, in that she didn't mind it at all.
He told her it was fine to rely on her friends.
But was it really all right to rely on him in particular? Eventually there would come a time where they couldn't just spend little moments like this together, looking towards the future only made Maka realize again that Kid would soon be in an unreachable place again. Was it really all right to care so deeply about someone like this when she knew she was going to lose him anyway? Why did she care so deeply, anyway, why couldn't she just regard him with the same passive friendliness she did back in their world? Why did she care so much in particular about him being able to be happy and move forward with his life when she knew that it would be moving in a direction away from her?
Stupid…I'm so stupid…
She forces a smile, watching him rummage though the drawers.]
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He told her it was fine to rely on her friends.
But was it really all right to rely on him in particular? Eventually there would come a time where they couldn't just spend little moments like this together, looking towards the future only made Maka realize again that Kid would soon be in an unreachable place again. Was it really all right to care so deeply about someone like this when she knew she was going to lose him anyway? Why did she care so deeply, anyway, why couldn't she just regard him with the same passive friendliness she did back in their world? Why did she care so much in particular about him being able to be happy and move forward with his life when she knew that it would be moving in a direction away from her?
Stupid…I'm so stupid…
She forces a smile, watching him rummage though the drawers.]
It's in the bottom cabinet, Kid.