... 's part of what I do. What I'm supposed to do, anyway. [ when he's not. here, trapped in this stupid fucking prism. ] Watch over those threads. Keep people from dying when they're not supposed to, and making sure they do die when they are supposed to, don't try any unnatural shit.
[ which. he reaches up, after a moment, and scrubs a hand over his face, and then just leaves it there. he thinks about chinatsu's big bright smile, about chang geng's kindness, the warmth with which he shared his memory about his family.
... ] Chichi's should've gone on for decades. [ at least. a normal, blessed, human life. ] Now we just - gotta pick up the pieces.
...Feels like even now death's as much for the living, too. [ here, he does glance over, and says, softer: ] ...'m sorry, Roxana.
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[ Terrible but poetic.
Her expression betrays very little, as statuesque as she's holding herself tonight, but her voice gets fractionally quieter. ]
It really was too soon. She didn't want to be left behind.
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[ he'll say it, it's okay. ]
... 's part of what I do. What I'm supposed to do, anyway. [ when he's not. here, trapped in this stupid fucking prism. ] Watch over those threads. Keep people from dying when they're not supposed to, and making sure they do die when they are supposed to, don't try any unnatural shit.
[ which. he reaches up, after a moment, and scrubs a hand over his face, and then just leaves it there. he thinks about chinatsu's big bright smile, about chang geng's kindness, the warmth with which he shared his memory about his family.
... ] Chichi's should've gone on for decades. [ at least. a normal, blessed, human life. ] Now we just - gotta pick up the pieces.
...Feels like even now death's as much for the living, too. [ here, he does glance over, and says, softer: ] ...'m sorry, Roxana.