[The irony of the situation is overwhelming, and he finds himself laughing. The sound itself holds no mirth and is born of nerves and sorrow rather than actual excitement. Here, this Ryouma's version of himself is dead, and his version of his friend is dead back in his own world.]
I'm sorry.
[And he is, he just doesn't necessarily know what words to use.]
IT's just...I've missed my friend, as you probably have yours, and now... It's all just rather ironic, I suppose.
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His spirits fall.]
So...there was....
[The irony of the situation is overwhelming, and he finds himself laughing. The sound itself holds no mirth and is born of nerves and sorrow rather than actual excitement. Here, this Ryouma's version of himself is dead, and his version of his friend is dead back in his own world.]
I'm sorry.
[And he is, he just doesn't necessarily know what words to use.]
IT's just...I've missed my friend, as you probably have yours, and now... It's all just rather ironic, I suppose.