[He starts to protest, but--another memory floats to his conscious:
'Please, trust me, Ianchus.'
That sends another pang through him, and he shifts, clenching his jaw.]
Right. I'm going!
[And then he's running, even though everything he's made of is screaming at him that he should be the cover. Really--letting a youth, letting Yusuke protect him? That's--
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'Please, trust me, Ianchus.'
That sends another pang through him, and he shifts, clenching his jaw.]
Right. I'm going!
[And then he's running, even though everything he's made of is screaming at him that he should be the cover. Really--letting a youth, letting Yusuke protect him? That's--
--It's wrong, but isn't it what he wanted?]