... [It was worth a try, but he didn't think it would have worked. Ryou fidgets a bit, tugging his hair loose before he reaches for Rin's shaking hand, holding it tightly in both of his own. His bottom lip is quivering, but he's trying his best to keep it together for her sake.]

I-it's hard, but... [He sniffles, blinking back tears.]

You learn to cope with it. It n-never really goes away, but it shouldn't. You accept it, and... You do what you can to honor their memory.

[His hands tighten a little, his voice softening into a whisper.] Whether it's writing letters...or praying, or leaving flowers at their grave...