[Itsuki watches closely, his eyes pinned on the scene before him. He doesn't know much about Vin -- so a part of him is genuinely glad that he gets to see this. Even if it's an invasion of her privacy... (he's always been so curious about people, and this is usually the way he gets to know them). But it doesn't seem like a painful memory (haha)
He studies the man in this memory. When he mentions choosing loving and being betrayed over never loving at all... That part resonates in him a little. But the part that really stands out is that Vin clearly trusts this man, which means he must be some guy to have earned that.
He watches as the memory fades,]
...Did you? Or were you taken here before you could?
[he looks at the bubble, realizing that maybe he should PUT SOME COLOR INTO IT himself, he'll raise his hand and bop it]
[the light is dim, and the room feels suffocating. you open a window to let in some air, and the sounds of the ever busy red light district practically assault you.
'it's fine', says the girl lying in bed next to you. 'i like the noise'. she looks familiar -- her hair, eyes, features are all the same as yours, striped with pain and sickness.
You lean in and hold her hand. You can feel the terror in your heart, the same one you always feel when you're with Kazuha. She's dying. You can't do anything to save her. The only doctor who could help her threw you out the last time you went, said something like 'brothel brat' with a sneer that hurt as much as if he had stabbed you. You don't have any more money. You're careful not to tell Kazuha. You don't tell her that you've already agreed to pay off their debts. You don't say anything about the matron, the agreement, the men and women and their lingering gazes.
Instead you ask if she wants a story, and she nods. You pick up the book next to her. 'Cinderella'. You've read this one a thousand times already, but it's one of Kazuha's favorites. At some point she reaches for your hand and you grab it back.
What will happen to you when she's gone? Kazuha is the only person in the world who loves you, and cares for you. Protects you. And there's nothing you can do to help her, not in your threadbare clothes -- not in the brothel that has you both in its iron grip. Not even in the story you're reading to her.
ah. if only you could get sick too, if you could catch it with her, then you could be with her. you've never been without, you two are twins -- meant to be together, no matter how and where. she grabs your hand hard and squeezes, as if she knows what you're thinking.
You can't cry before you finish the story. That's always been the rule. The dream peters out to the sound of your voice, reciting softly.
me in tears; VINNNNN KELSIERRRRR
He studies the man in this memory. When he mentions choosing loving and being betrayed over never loving at all... That part resonates in him a little. But the part that really stands out is that Vin clearly trusts this man, which means he must be some guy to have earned that.
He watches as the memory fades,]
...Did you? Or were you taken here before you could?
ME TOO also i didnt get this notif i hate it here
...I have seen them here.
[that probably answers his question. there's something tense in her expression.]
SLDMFLSFD SO MUCH ALWAYS HAPPENS
and his expression falls a little, though he tries not to show it]
...How much unfinished business did this place take you from?
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That is a complicated answer.
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[he had a feeling, considering soot falling from the sky... no plants... it was a peaceful memory, with a sense of urgency]
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[this answers nothing]
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Not something you can just explain, huh...
[he looks at the bubble, realizing that maybe he should PUT SOME COLOR INTO IT himself, he'll raise his hand and bop it]
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Did she...?
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Not right away, but... yeah. She passed away when we were fourteen.
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[but also:]
Why are you smiling?
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Hm. So I can feel less sad? It usually works.
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[vin be nice i'm begging you]
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There's a saying... Smile and the world smiles back at you.
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Sometimes it does. That, or if I smile, then people won't have to feel sad.
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...Sure, but it's such a habit for me now... And I don't know how to change.
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Maybe you need... [give her a second to remember what the person who explained it to her called it] Therapy?
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he almost laughs, except he won't... because he knows vin is genuinely trying to help him!!]
I guess I could talk to Shale-chan about it... They're a pretty good listener.
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[no]
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I dunno, actually. But I always feel comfortable talking to them. How about you, Vin-chan? Who do you like talking to here?
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[she pauses......]
Why?
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[HE IS,]
Also, I think it'd be nice if you had someone here you're comfortable around.
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[somehow flustered]
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Yeah? [HE'S HAPPY TO HEAR THAT... he will control himself for vin's sake though] You're easy to talk to, so I'm not surprised.
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