This layers, like some kind of transparent sponge kind of thing, stands there between Eri Asai and me, and the words that come out of my mouth have to pass through it, and when that happens, the sponge sucks almost all the nutrients right out of them.

“فقدت الكثير من الأشياء.. فقدت الكثير من الأشياء الثمينة، ليس بسبب خطأ من أحد ول…”

“I'll write to you. A super-long letter, like in an old-fashioned novel”

“Curiosity can bring guts out of hiding at times, maybe even get them going. But…”

“The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not…”