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[nightchild]

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[fleshedout]

[BIG BREATH IN]

[BIG BREATH OUT]

I'm sorry to have to...say this. But he's dead.

[nightchild]

WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HE'S GAY AND NOW HIS BOYFRIEND'S DEAD?? DID THE GAY DO THIS

[nightchild]

[...maybe this would be more of a shock if Itsuki forgot the lawyer gays and Marie, but

...speaking of Marie, he's wracking his brain for the trial and...

ah. he can't remember who died, so that means...]

...No. I'm glad you told me, Hot Pants. If I can't remember him on my own, then I need to rely on someone.

[fleshedout]

...

You can rely on me. Or the swords. They knew him well.

[nightchild]

...Thanks.

[it feels like very minimum of what he can to do remember, but...]

Tomorrow's definitely gonna suck. [UNDERSTATEMENT!!!] But I'll come by and see you.

[fleshedout]

...

[She frowns.]

You'd better still be here tomorrow.

[nightchild]

[he smiles, though he looks a little sad.]

...I won't promise, but... I'll try to be. So you have to do the same.

[fleshedout]

[Puts a hand on his shoulder.]

Itsuki, if you die...I'll kill you.

[SAID SERIOUSLY?]

[nightchild]

[HELP

Itsuki's lips twitch like he's not sure whether to laugh, he will err on the side of caution]

Alright, I'll make it a promise then. There's no way I'll make you go through that.

[fleshedout]

I already went through it once with Buzen.

[She says, even knowing he doesn't remember him. The point stands. She knows this is stupid. She knows saying things won't change anything.]

[Still, she can hope.]

I'll take that promise, okay?

[nightchild]

[he'll swing an arm around her shoulders.... look he's wounded he needs help]

...Yeah. You gotta do the same for us too, Hot Pants.

[do NOT get murdered!!!!]

[fleshedout]

I'll do my best.

[And she will. She always will. And she lets him do that, leaning against him.]

You can't keep someone like me down.