[He doesn't speak for a long while, eventually starting to walk again, though he doesn't go far - a few feet away and then back, stopping in place from time to time before moving again.
He's thinking about it again now, which is something he's been hoping to avoid since last night. It's so stupid how it makes him feel; how fast it works him up and tears him apart as if it were real. Over people he's never even met. Pace, pace. Well there was Chouji, but he was the only one. In that one. He doesn't think he knew anyone else.
Definitely not the blonde girl. Definitely not the man with the beard, blood pouring into the dirt. No one to cry over, no one to kill over. Just a bad dream.
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He's thinking about it again now, which is something he's been hoping to avoid since last night. It's so stupid how it makes him feel; how fast it works him up and tears him apart as if it were real. Over people he's never even met. Pace, pace. Well there was Chouji, but he was the only one. In that one. He doesn't think he knew anyone else.
Definitely not the blonde girl. Definitely not the man with the beard, blood pouring into the dirt. No one to cry over, no one to kill over. Just a bad dream.
He feels sick to his stomach.]