[This process always takes time, so Watanuki will wait patiently. He pulls his hand away once Erhard jerks back to the present, and instead wordlessly offers him a tissue to dry his face with.]
[It's... Erhard can't even begin to process the dichotomy of emotions produced by that one memory. He has his arms wrapped around his own torso, shaking as the full impact of it settles in.
He's innocent.
The person who condemned him to prison is his own foster father.
He takes the tissue from Watanuki, and for the first time in his life, Erhard openly sobs. Whether it's from relief, sorrow, or some terrible combination of both, he can't say.]
[The exact emotion behind the sob isn't as important, really. What matters is that Erhard has his answer, and now that he Knows he can start to move on with his life. That's why Watanuki is here, after all: he helps people move past their personal roadblocks.
[It takes a while, and by the time he calms down his head aches and his eyes burn. But Erhard wipes his eyes, blows his nose, and looks up at Watanuki.
And smiles.]
Thank you... I... the pain of knowing what Professor Sartre did to me is worth also knowing I didn't cause the biological attack.
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He's innocent.
The person who condemned him to prison is his own foster father.
He takes the tissue from Watanuki, and for the first time in his life, Erhard openly sobs. Whether it's from relief, sorrow, or some terrible combination of both, he can't say.]
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He will calmly sip his tea as he waits, though.]
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And smiles.]
Thank you... I... the pain of knowing what Professor Sartre did to me is worth also knowing I didn't cause the biological attack.
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I'm glad I could help. But the rest from here on out- what you do now that you have this knowledge- that's up to you.