[ give him a moment to find his voice after that ordeal. shylock's expression then relaxes, breathing in and out despite the acrid smell of burning, then looks up to hizen with a weak smile. ]
Hizen...
[ hold on, let him just. reach his hand up to brush away the flyaway hair from hizen's forehead, fingers tracing down to cup his poor cheek. he'll explain in a while, just -- let him have this too. even now he still can't resist giving a rise out of this sword? his reactions just now are very cute. very nice. isn't it wonderful to be experiencing multitudes of emotions? it is undeniable proof that they're alive at this very moment. ]
no subject
Hizen...
[ hold on, let him just. reach his hand up to brush away the flyaway hair from hizen's forehead, fingers tracing down to cup his poor cheek. he'll explain in a while, just -- let him have this too. even now he still can't resist giving a rise out of this sword? his reactions just now are very cute. very nice. isn't it wonderful to be experiencing multitudes of emotions? it is undeniable proof that they're alive at this very moment. ]
This is the second time you saved me. Thank you.