[ she looks up at him. tightens her grip on her pickaxe. chews her lip. ]
Yeah.
[ she nods a little, finally. it had not occurred to her until now — that the things which she was missing, the life that she had not gotten to live for exile and early death, might be lived here, now. that maybe she had already begun doing just that.
she looks back down at the pickaxe, then continues her work, a little more spirited for this reminder. ]
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Yeah.
[ she nods a little, finally. it had not occurred to her until now — that the things which she was missing, the life that she had not gotten to live for exile and early death, might be lived here, now. that maybe she had already begun doing just that.
she looks back down at the pickaxe, then continues her work, a little more spirited for this reminder. ]
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This tightening of his chest. The swell of warmth, the dizziness.
It's a different kind of happiness than what Hibiki evokes. All the more important because of that.
I̸t̶ ̴w̵o̸n̶'̷t̴ ̴l̴a̶s̶t̶.̷
'Ah, but nothing lasts forever.'
Smiling without saying a word, Kaito returns to their task. Right now, only the clang of steel against bone can overpower the beat of his pulse. ]