[The question catches him by surprise because he's really not sure what that even has to do with this. He settles for blinking a few times, debating if he even wants to answer, but at the same time...]
...Tadashi and I are seven years apart, so he's always been around. When I was three we moved in with Aunt Cass because Mom and Dad died kinda suddenly, and I think that probably changed a lot since he remembers them a lot more than I do. [But this isn't the sad life story hour. This is about Tadashi.] He's always been a huge nerd. Really smart, hard-working, but also kinda annoying sometimes because he's really...protective. And he always wants to help people no matter what. He was supposed to do a lot to change the world and make it better but he never really got a chance because he decided that he needed to help somebody and died.
I can't think of anybody who would even say anything bad about him. He was always easy to get along with and people thought he was one of the nicest people ever. Probably because it was true. And he never gave up on people or projects or anything even when it seemed impossible. [A pause.] We're not that alike. Not really. But he was probably my best friend anyway even if he didn't know how to mind his own business sometimes. And now that he's gone, I guess...I want to do what would make him proud or whatever. [He shakes his head.] I'm pretty sure this island would be the worst possible place for him.
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...Tadashi and I are seven years apart, so he's always been around. When I was three we moved in with Aunt Cass because Mom and Dad died kinda suddenly, and I think that probably changed a lot since he remembers them a lot more than I do. [But this isn't the sad life story hour. This is about Tadashi.] He's always been a huge nerd. Really smart, hard-working, but also kinda annoying sometimes because he's really...protective. And he always wants to help people no matter what. He was supposed to do a lot to change the world and make it better but he never really got a chance because he decided that he needed to help somebody and died.
I can't think of anybody who would even say anything bad about him. He was always easy to get along with and people thought he was one of the nicest people ever. Probably because it was true. And he never gave up on people or projects or anything even when it seemed impossible. [A pause.] We're not that alike. Not really. But he was probably my best friend anyway even if he didn't know how to mind his own business sometimes. And now that he's gone, I guess...I want to do what would make him proud or whatever. [He shakes his head.] I'm pretty sure this island would be the worst possible place for him.