Kou mindlessly follows Frog, caught between wanting- needing to keep composure, and his raw, cutting grief. He doesn't even really register the compliment- not until he's already sitting down next to the other, staring ahead of himself with blank eyes.
He doesn't really know what to say about it in response anyway, so he doesn't.
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He doesn't really know what to say about it in response anyway, so he doesn't.