[True to her word Ochako is quiet and praying like that for several minutes, more still and silent than she's ever been in his presence, more than even that time way back where she'd clung to him and cried. It's different now; back then she'd only missed her family and friends, and had longed to go home, but no one had died. It was simply a matter of here versus there. Now, everything's changed. She'd been helpless, useless, and worse, just an obedient coward who'd left too early and abandoned him.
He'd scold her for thinking that. Jayden, too. And Sorey, if she brought it up here and now. Lots of people would try to set her straight.
It wouldn't change how she feels.]
Aizawa Shouta.
[Her voice is hushed as she speaks up at last, eyes opening, lowering her hands to her knees. Her gaze is fixed to the little shrine she'd set up, meager as it is. Would he appreciate it? Or would he say he didn't need something like that? It's not like it accomplishes anything. It doesn't even make her feel better.
It's not like he can say anything at all anymore.]
That's... that's his name. My teacher. He was... on the planet.
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He'd scold her for thinking that. Jayden, too. And Sorey, if she brought it up here and now. Lots of people would try to set her straight.
It wouldn't change how she feels.]
Aizawa Shouta.
[Her voice is hushed as she speaks up at last, eyes opening, lowering her hands to her knees. Her gaze is fixed to the little shrine she'd set up, meager as it is. Would he appreciate it? Or would he say he didn't need something like that? It's not like it accomplishes anything. It doesn't even make her feel better.
It's not like he can say anything at all anymore.]
That's... that's his name. My teacher. He was... on the planet.