Itsuki looks at her hand over his, and while he's touched so many hands this week -- he's still not prepared at how warm it feels. He thinks on Roxana's words, and he smiles -- a little. There's a warmth and an honesty there that feels like Buzen's.
...He presses a hand over his face,]
-- Sorry. I just need...
[he doesn't know what he needs. but he does know that he's going to cry, because constantly holding your emotions backs means that your ability to process them is bad, his other hand grips Roxana's, because touch week]
[ She shifts and crosses the distance to him. She is not nearly as warm as Buzen, and she does not open her arms for everyone, but because of this week and because of the news today, it is easier for her to do this.
[he leans in on her, and does just that. he cries because he doesn't mean to, and he cries because he knows that this would just upset Buzen, but he thinks that he should give them this -- he should give a chance for everyone who loves him to grieve, like Roxana is doing now.]
...I'll do better tomorrow. I promise.
[is he saying that to roxana? to buzen? to 9s? he's not sure, but he means it.]
[ She reaches up and brushes away any remains of tears from his face. ]
Thank you, Itsuki. I'd like to find out who took lives tomorrow, no matter the cost. I won't blame you, Kiyomitsu, or Yasusada if you all focus on Buzen's murder.
[He closes his eyes a little at the touch of her hands. touch week? but also, he's a skinship kind of person.
they open and stay on her a little, considering]
...I won't lie to you and say we won't. [especially itsuki, who already knows himself best. he's not a fair person, as much as he'd like to be] But if we run out of time at the end, and the only thing we have is a lead on S-kun...
You never have to lie to me, Itsuki. Don't feel as if you ever have to.
[ She'd prefer it that way. She expects that those three have their biases. It's a very human thing even if the swords aren't human. Hearts move as hearts are wont to - to those they care more about. ]
Don't give up, all right? There will be something.
[ Otherwise, what's the point in a trial? As much as a farce that Roxana thinks it is. ]
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Itsuki looks at her hand over his, and while he's touched so many hands this week -- he's still not prepared at how warm it feels. He thinks on Roxana's words, and he smiles -- a little. There's a warmth and an honesty there that feels like Buzen's.
...He presses a hand over his face,]
-- Sorry. I just need...
[he doesn't know what he needs. but he does know that he's going to cry, because constantly holding your emotions backs means that your ability to process them is bad, his other hand grips Roxana's, because touch week]
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[ She shifts and crosses the distance to him. She is not nearly as warm as Buzen, and she does not open her arms for everyone, but because of this week and because of the news today, it is easier for her to do this.
She wraps her arms around Itsuki. ]
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...I'll do better tomorrow. I promise.
[is he saying that to roxana? to buzen? to 9s? he's not sure, but he means it.]
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We can only find out so much today, so today is for letting it out. Take it easy, Itsuki. We'll figure it out.
[ If they don't, they'll reevaluate then. ]
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he does take comfort in it, and his tears don't last too long -- aside from that initial burst of emotion. he pulls himself back in, piece by piece.]
...Yeah. [...he can't think of what would happen if they didn't. his voice is quiet,] ...Thanks, Roxana.
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[ When his tears dry, she pulls back. ]
You deserve a moment to grieve, too, as much as anyone else that is affected by death. You shouldn't pretend your feelings don't matter.
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still, he squeezes her hand once]
...You're taking your own advice, right?
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Of course. Why wouldn't I?
[ She's known her own fair share of loss and has learned to handle it in her own way. ]
But I'm worried about you, Kiyomitsu, and Yasusada. I hope others are looking after Meteion. I know she and Buzen were especially close, too.
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...You helped me. [he finds that he can be honest again,] That doesn't mean you owe me anything, but... I'd like to help you too.
Even if it's just talking things out, or helping you with something else. I'll be here for you.
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Thank you, Itsuki. I'd like to find out who took lives tomorrow, no matter the cost. I won't blame you, Kiyomitsu, or Yasusada if you all focus on Buzen's murder.
[ She understands. ]
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they open and stay on her a little, considering]
...I won't lie to you and say we won't. [especially itsuki, who already knows himself best. he's not a fair person, as much as he'd like to be] But if we run out of time at the end, and the only thing we have is a lead on S-kun...
[then he'll cooperate, of course.]
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[ She'd prefer it that way. She expects that those three have their biases. It's a very human thing even if the swords aren't human. Hearts move as hearts are wont to - to those they care more about. ]
Don't give up, all right? There will be something.
[ Otherwise, what's the point in a trial? As much as a farce that Roxana thinks it is. ]
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The worst has already happened, in his opinion. He nods.]
...Yeah. There has to be. We'll figure it out -- Buzen and S-kun... And maybe why this place is the way it is.
[maybe the prism is targeting gays, but then who is 9s in love with]