[He wouldn't have known the science of it; facts and scientifically-approved theories were pale, chalky things to him without much tangible use. But he knew the truth of it through lived experience: how it always felt easier running along the tree-studded path near the water rather than the school's track, how dense and oppressive the Tokyo air had felt after he moved from that tiny town on the rocky coast.
The memories constrict upon his lungs like the sides of his ribs turned to iron cages, a pit of lead sinking into his gut. The nostalgia sours into homesickness. He quietly blinks it away.]
if the vents mess up again it would probably help at least a little its so dark around the station though so they might not grow really well but haru would know a lot better about that than me
[Or Ryo, but he keeps that thought to himself. Ryo probably has more assorted knowledge on the subject, but he'd trust Haru's intuition on the subject; she's the one who's had her hands in the soil, tending to the plants, after all.
He sighs, short and quick, through his nose.]
seems kind of like a bandaid on a bigger problem
[A brief pause.]
dont you think we should be trying harder to get outta here?
no subject
The memories constrict upon his lungs like the sides of his ribs turned to iron cages, a pit of lead sinking into his gut. The nostalgia sours into homesickness. He quietly blinks it away.]
if the vents mess up again it would probably help at least a little
its so dark around the station though so they might not grow really well
but haru would know a lot better about that than me
[Or Ryo, but he keeps that thought to himself. Ryo probably has more assorted knowledge on the subject, but he'd trust Haru's intuition on the subject; she's the one who's had her hands in the soil, tending to the plants, after all.
He sighs, short and quick, through his nose.]
seems kind of like a bandaid on a bigger problem
[A brief pause.]
dont you think we should be trying harder to get outta here?