[ Relief flashes briefly over his grief-striken face when he turns to their visitor, but he can barely register Otonashi's request. Instead, he reaches a hand out to Akashi's arm, pushing aside the vines. ]

They... they started blossoming and I didn't know what to do— I-I don't think he has a pulse—

[ Kuroko looks up from his seat on the floor, eyes watery and gripping tightly onto Akashi's hand, like it'll comfort him, like it'll wake him up if he squeezes hard enough. ]

This wasn't supposed to happen...