[Sunny can't seem to answer, but Dr. Maruki doesn't make him; he begins to walk, and Sunny follows. Standing before the bench, he anxiously fiddles with the hem of his vest for a few long moments before quickly sitting down.
[He has no idea where to begin. He looks to Maruki, as if searching for that answer.
[Pathetically, all he manages to come up with is:] Something...something...terrible...happened...
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[He has no idea where to begin. He looks to Maruki, as if searching for that answer.
[Pathetically, all he manages to come up with is:] Something...something...terrible...happened...