[Her breath catches when she sees where he sits. Where they are. Something in her is glad she didn't go here when she was alive; it feels right that when she finally came here, it was with Hinata. Carefully, she takes her seat beside him. Not quite their bench, but it's as good as they can get.]

I guess that... makes sense. Maybe it even explains why everything here looks so broken down. [If it's been two hundred years, no wonder Town A looks like this.

But then her throat goes tight.

He... saw her? Hinata saw her breaking down. Screaming on the floor... Her nails dig into her hands, but it doesn't hurt. Nanami doesn't know if that's because of how much her heart aches or because she's already dead, but she doesn't spare a thought for it. Can't.] I'm sorry... Hinata-kun, I'm sorry, if I'd known I... [Wouldn't have played it while you were there. Would have tried harder to control how I reacted.] It... wasn't real, though, was it?