[ alarming, yeah. and strong enough that it warranted immediate retribution - which means it likely had to be true. a terrifying thought.
he feels that hope, though. sharing emotions this week has been pretty shitty, for the most part, but that tiny flicker of kainé's hope means something to him, and obviously so. ichiro looks at her for a long moment, and then takes a deep breath, lifting his other arm to scrub it briefly across his face. get it together. ]
Yeah. [ people are counting on him. this - this whole place, they all have to lean on each other even more than ever, if they want to make it out of here alive, if they want to smash down this place like he promised what feels like years ago. get it together. ]
...yeah. [ this one's sturdier, now. he lifts his head up and lets some of that whirling, angry maelstrom of emotions come down. ] ...thanks, Kainé.
[ it's a very heartfelt thank you; he needed to hear that, and kainé being the one to deliver it is what is making the talk stick. he's not blind to the gravity of it, at all. ]
[ She doesn't know how to respond to thanks like that, not really, but it's enough that her ever present anger subsides, and he can feel the genuine fondness and care that she holds for him. He's done so much to try to make her feel welcome and accepted when she's so used to the opposite that there are some things that grow true in her heart.
All it takes is kindness to bloom a little hope.
Her anger and violet tendencies aren't lies and aren't jokes, but what moves her at the end of the day is the people she comes to care about.
Her small smile is fleeting. ]
You've given me a lot. [ More than she deserves. ]
I'll just punch you next time.
[ She can only be outwardly kind for five seconds. ]
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he feels that hope, though. sharing emotions this week has been pretty shitty, for the most part, but that tiny flicker of kainé's hope means something to him, and obviously so. ichiro looks at her for a long moment, and then takes a deep breath, lifting his other arm to scrub it briefly across his face. get it together. ]
Yeah. [ people are counting on him. this - this whole place, they all have to lean on each other even more than ever, if they want to make it out of here alive, if they want to smash down this place like he promised what feels like years ago. get it together. ]
...yeah. [ this one's sturdier, now. he lifts his head up and lets some of that whirling, angry maelstrom of emotions come down. ] ...thanks, Kainé.
[ it's a very heartfelt thank you; he needed to hear that, and kainé being the one to deliver it is what is making the talk stick. he's not blind to the gravity of it, at all. ]
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All it takes is kindness to bloom a little hope.
Her anger and violet tendencies aren't lies and aren't jokes, but what moves her at the end of the day is the people she comes to care about.
Her small smile is fleeting. ]
You've given me a lot. [ More than she deserves. ]
I'll just punch you next time.
[ She can only be outwardly kind for five seconds. ]