[Omori really is just a boy. Everything about his demeanor is different than Sunny's - or...perhaps like a Sunny that once was. Maybe it's not as clear when he's writhing and raging, but sitting here, talking quietly about his only friend...
[Omori may not notice himself, but it's so terribly young. His mind wants young things, at the end of the day; to protect, to connect, to succeed...
[It's important to say "I'm sorry," but it's more important to mean it. Omori doesn't know what he can trust. Aubrey might be sorry now, but she wouldn't be if she knew the truth. That won't change. It can't.]
I can't get rid of you...[It's...non-threatening, really, the way he says it - like a concession with a schoolyard bully.
[Aubrey's really not that.]
Adam helps me...
That helps Sunny. [He can keep her from the truth if she lets him.]
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[Omori may not notice himself, but it's so terribly young. His mind wants young things, at the end of the day; to protect, to connect, to succeed...
[It's important to say "I'm sorry," but it's more important to mean it. Omori doesn't know what he can trust. Aubrey might be sorry now, but she wouldn't be if she knew the truth. That won't change. It can't.]
I can't get rid of you...[It's...non-threatening, really, the way he says it - like a concession with a schoolyard bully.
[Aubrey's really not that.]
Adam helps me...
That helps Sunny. [He can keep her from the truth if she lets him.]