when she reaches up, it's automatic for him to lean down. even though he does not touch her, he still searches her face for some form of answer. roxana has made it abundantly clear to him that she is a human who is not unfamiliar with blood and sin - would she be able to make any sense of what happened with him?
so he listens to her - and nods once. so is it to be more to have a heart, no matter the despair that you might see?]
... I wish I could have done more.
[a soft, quiet admittance that he never quite got to saying.]
Even if not for history, then for my comrades.
.... well, I suppose that can be our secret, Ro-san.
[ The sense she makes of it is that his mission was fucked, and she is no stranger to fucked circumstances. What's normal for her makes it stand out more for him, whose personality is nothing like hers.
She brushes her fingers against his cheek. ]
Thank you for finally telling me a wish of yours. I'll keep it to my grave.
[ It's sad, but isn't that more evidence of his growth? ]
[at the touch, he leans against it, automatic. perhaps it's the fact that as a sword, he is so used to the touch of others to be wielded - or maybe because now that he is human, he wants to understand this warm sensation better.
it's hard to say. both, maybe.]
... well, I'd just like to get out of this situation without any wishes left.
[to not feel like he could've done more - to give it his all, in every way]
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when she reaches up, it's automatic for him to lean down. even though he does not touch her, he still searches her face for some form of answer. roxana has made it abundantly clear to him that she is a human who is not unfamiliar with blood and sin - would she be able to make any sense of what happened with him?
so he listens to her - and nods once. so is it to be more to have a heart, no matter the despair that you might see?]
... I wish I could have done more.
[a soft, quiet admittance that he never quite got to saying.]
Even if not for history, then for my comrades.
.... well, I suppose that can be our secret, Ro-san.
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She brushes her fingers against his cheek. ]
Thank you for finally telling me a wish of yours. I'll keep it to my grave.
[ It's sad, but isn't that more evidence of his growth? ]
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it's hard to say. both, maybe.]
... well, I'd just like to get out of this situation without any wishes left.
[to not feel like he could've done more - to give it his all, in every way]
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Wishes are easier said than granted.
[ And some wishes aren't easy to say at all. ]
But I'd like that for you, too. Let's not have too many regrets.