[ It's a huge leap of faith, and Rosho's worried he might find himself tumbling down to the ground without anyone there to catch him, but if he gets shut down once more... at least, he can pick himself back up. Brush off the dust. Ignore the hurt.

But it seems that finally, Sasara's taken the leap with him. Rosho falls silent, shocked, admittedly impressed to finally get an answer out of Sasara. Even more amazed that it's exactly what Rei had said to him. It really is that this weather doesn't sit well with him. He hates it.

Rosho doesn't know why. ]

It's not that bad. I mean, lots of people tend to not like the rain very much. But, rain is good, ya know?

[ He hopes that doesn't sound condescending. No... it probably does. It's not right of him to try to make excuses for why Sasara shouldn't feel this way. Painful things affect people in different ways, and him with his stage fright, well, he has no reason to judge on unnecessary fears. ]

It never used to bother you before... so why is it, that ya can't stand it anymore?