[ He tips his chin up to kiss her on the forehead. Everything she says is right. That's how it feels. It was Makoto first. She woke him up out of a deep sleep, the reawakening of a soul inside a skeleton. He's so glad he was still alive to meet her. Chijoku wouldn't have taken him from Sotenbori if he hadn't been alight. Everything would be different. ]
[even though she doesn't say anything immediately, she lets the kiss soak into her, warm and present. an anchor for her. every moment she's awake here, she's not there.]
If...if it ever gets too much, will you sit with me, just like this?
[it's hard to ask for something for herself. hard to admit there's a problem, when the people who love her need her strong and resolute and not full of her own doubts and flaws, not two steps from collapse. this, however...she feels emboldened enough to ask for. space to breathe, as much as he can find in her. no push to say what she wouldn't. but finding comfort in the fact that they're still here.
she won't ask him to promise that she never go back. that's not in his power to decide. but she'll fight to stay beside him just the same.]
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That's right, though.
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If...if it ever gets too much, will you sit with me, just like this?
[it's hard to ask for something for herself. hard to admit there's a problem, when the people who love her need her strong and resolute and not full of her own doubts and flaws, not two steps from collapse. this, however...she feels emboldened enough to ask for. space to breathe, as much as he can find in her. no push to say what she wouldn't. but finding comfort in the fact that they're still here.
she won't ask him to promise that she never go back. that's not in his power to decide. but she'll fight to stay beside him just the same.]
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[ His birds are the only truly important thing in the city. ]