[ ...it is a surprise, of course, because he's still not used to anyone but his old team being physical with him. but he is a very touchy person, so. after a moment, he nods. ]
[Comes in for it. She's mindful of his still healing injuries of course, but it is a warm and affectionate thing. She lets her chin notch on his shoulder for the occasion.]
I can see why you love them so very much. Friends like that are hard to find.
[She misses quite a few people ferociously, in that way. She's still getting to know the folks here, but as always things have become complicated quite quickly.]
Did you work everything out in the end? The person you lost, the points...I'm sorry, I didn't quite understand the whole conversation.
...Yeah, I know. Setsu really was one of a kind, but they fit so well with the three of us. Like we were meant to be a team from the start.
[ he nods a little. ]
It was all part of the Reaper's Game. The amount of points decided the winner, and they could spend those points for things they wanted, like bringing the dead back. And that's what they did, in the end. Everyone was alive. Not erased.
That was Nanase and Ylfa's team, right? And Gerard and Matsuoka.
[Ylfa would do it. She knows for certain. Gerard might need a little corralling but he came around to the right thing in the end. Always.]
Still — even knowing they still had a chance, losing someone like that...it's never easy to forget. [She pauses.] Did they remember? After last week. You're not alone with these memories anymore, are you?
That's right. [ a small, wry grin. ] Team Froggystyle.
...I think they remember some things, but not everything. Sounded like most of it's gone, fuzzy at best, but none of the details stuck. So it's still just me, I think.
So...a bit the same as you and remembering our trip together. Right? Little bits and not much else.
[It still hurt, at times. Maybe she's making mountains out of molehills, but walking into old friends every day who still keep her at arms length drives her a little mad. It would be nice to be remembered fondly, by him. By Totty. It would be nice to have more people period, the ones she got to know best. She's still trying to get a handle on Mizuki, on Ichiban and Artemy. They're wonderful, it's just that they're distant in a different way. Friendly and familiar, but they really don't know much about each other.
So many good friends to miss, and such a lonely space they all leave behind.]
From the looks of things, even these versions have come to love you a great deal. I guess you're destined to be friends, no matter what.
[It does make her glad though. To see them all together, all jokes and easy familiarity. They fit together so well, how can she begrudge anyone that kind of happiness? They would need every ounce they can get.]
...Right. Like that. I wish I could remember more of the Eudora, too - I really hate the idea of forgetting things I cared about.
[ and there were people he cared about, he knows this. there's the phantom weight of a necklace he can't remember the shape of around his neck, a whisper in his ear from a voice he recognized once. gone like a dream fading after waking, leaving only bits and pieces he can't put back together.
...he looks a little uncertain about that one, but smiles faintly anyway. ]
I don’t know if I believe in destiny, but who knows? If we were all meant to be friends, and that’s why we’re back here. And even if we don’t remember everything offhand, we can still make up for it. That’s why I won’t ever give up on them, even if they tell me to. You know what I mean?
[ that and he's just a stubborn bitch who won't take no for an answer when it comes certain things. ]
[ it's a lot to process. having a pre-written story, sleeping beauty, all this magic and fairies and a true love. but he looks back at rosamund, thoughtful
and pulls her into another hug. brief, but no less meaningful. ]
...I don't know anything about true love, but I know how hard it is to break out of what someone else decided for you.
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Yeah. Sure.
[ opens his arms too? ]
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I can see why you love them so very much. Friends like that are hard to find.
[She misses quite a few people ferociously, in that way. She's still getting to know the folks here, but as always things have become complicated quite quickly.]
Did you work everything out in the end? The person you lost, the points...I'm sorry, I didn't quite understand the whole conversation.
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[ he nods a little. ]
It was all part of the Reaper's Game. The amount of points decided the winner, and they could spend those points for things they wanted, like bringing the dead back. And that's what they did, in the end. Everyone was alive. Not erased.
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[Ylfa would do it. She knows for certain. Gerard might need a little corralling but he came around to the right thing in the end. Always.]
Still — even knowing they still had a chance, losing someone like that...it's never easy to forget. [She pauses.] Did they remember? After last week. You're not alone with these memories anymore, are you?
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...I think they remember some things, but not everything. Sounded like most of it's gone, fuzzy at best, but none of the details stuck. So it's still just me, I think.
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[It still hurt, at times. Maybe she's making mountains out of molehills, but walking into old friends every day who still keep her at arms length drives her a little mad. It would be nice to be remembered fondly, by him. By Totty. It would be nice to have more people period, the ones she got to know best. She's still trying to get a handle on Mizuki, on Ichiban and Artemy. They're wonderful, it's just that they're distant in a different way. Friendly and familiar, but they really don't know much about each other.
So many good friends to miss, and such a lonely space they all leave behind.]
From the looks of things, even these versions have come to love you a great deal. I guess you're destined to be friends, no matter what.
[It does make her glad though. To see them all together, all jokes and easy familiarity. They fit together so well, how can she begrudge anyone that kind of happiness? They would need every ounce they can get.]
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[ and there were people he cared about, he knows this. there's the phantom weight of a necklace he can't remember the shape of around his neck, a whisper in his ear from a voice he recognized once. gone like a dream fading after waking, leaving only bits and pieces he can't put back together.
...he looks a little uncertain about that one, but smiles faintly anyway. ]
I don’t know if I believe in destiny, but who knows? If we were all meant to be friends, and that’s why we’re back here. And even if we don’t remember everything offhand, we can still make up for it. That’s why I won’t ever give up on them, even if they tell me to. You know what I mean?
[ that and he's just a stubborn bitch who won't take no for an answer when it comes certain things. ]
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[She nods, smiling.]
When you love someone, it's very hard to let go.
[Or in some cases, letting go is the only thing you can do.]
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and pulls her into another hug. brief, but no less meaningful. ]
...I don't know anything about true love, but I know how hard it is to break out of what someone else decided for you.