kingofspiritsandflames:

He didn’t need to watch the hand to feel it shaking. He would probably be this way until they arrived back at Tokyo. Yoh would probably be settled in by the time they went to America to gather more companions - hopefully he would be, by then.

“I can’t really say anything to make you feel better… because I know words in this situation are meaningless.” He could promise all the best things in the world, but it didn’t mean they would happen. “But I gather a lot of people like us. People with no place to go, or the ones who need to get away… People who are dying… Even the life we live is better than what most of us been through. But it’s normal to be afraid in a situation like this.”

^{霊 —;; “Words… Are always meaningless." he agreed tiredly."I trust you… But, ’m still scared of the what future might hold." he admitted quietly. "I mean I know I said I never want to return, but I’ll miss my family here…" He just wanted to feel safe again, like he mattered a bit of stability in his life.}

^{"If they’re dying… Is it so wise to become attached…? I know we are shamans to commune with spirits, but… Doesn’t it hurt to watch one die?" he questioned, feeling almost a bit of warmth and pity for the one next to him.}