（ his mother's loss is as raw as if it was yesterday. he doubts there's such a thing as coming to terms so much as accepting reality. but he isn't about to say it, instead offering a faint shrug. the wind coming off the bay is getting colder, and ichigo's used to the milder climes of karakura. ）
Not alone. Me and my old man.
（ there's a tolerant sort of fondness in how he talks about his dad, clear indication of a solid relationship between them. ）
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Not alone. Me and my old man.
（ there's a tolerant sort of fondness in how he talks about his dad, clear indication of a solid relationship between them. ）