Mm. [ a little, agreeing noise. they've talked about this - he and kon, anyway. there's a nice little hope to the idea, of being able to visit each other, to move from place to place. to leave the trauma of this place behind without losing the people.

(the way he talks about his home makes me want to see it. like if i could just step foot in it, it'd be like finding another place to belong.)

something in his chest aches. ]

... I'd like it - I want to come too. Maybe... bring Jiro and Saburo, too. They'd - they'd go nuts. I wanna introduce you to 'em so bad, both of you. Saburo'd think you're wild, Kon. And Jiro'd - hah, he might like Beau even more than me.

[ he shifts, a little, curling inwards, that soft tone aching with fondness, something small and bright that peeks through the misery. ] ...If you come to me, I'll cook for you. In my kitchen, with my bros. 's different than a cafeteria.

[ it's home. it's family. ] Don't have any crazy magic, or anything, but I've got that.