... yes, she's nice, too. Sometimes. [Hakkai's smile is a brief flicker, though his tone is dryly teasing.
Goku's claim to be okay doesn't sound entirely sincere. Still... he probably will be okay, in time. It's not the first terrible thing that he's seen, and it won't be the last. It is, though, a particularly terrible thing: the brutality of her fate, and the loneliness of it, her life ebbing away in the rain.
Luckily, he had already hated the rain, himself.
He turns back to the eggs, chopsticks prodding briefly at them -- yes, they're done, and will be overcooked if he leaves them any longer. He picks up the skillet, turning towards the table to serve out their portions as Goku sets the plates down.]
It's that way whenever you name a shinki. Sometimes, it might have been something that did really happen, but even the memories that aren't real feel as if they are.
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Goku's claim to be okay doesn't sound entirely sincere. Still... he probably will be okay, in time. It's not the first terrible thing that he's seen, and it won't be the last. It is, though, a particularly terrible thing: the brutality of her fate, and the loneliness of it, her life ebbing away in the rain.
Luckily, he had already hated the rain, himself.
He turns back to the eggs, chopsticks prodding briefly at them -- yes, they're done, and will be overcooked if he leaves them any longer. He picks up the skillet, turning towards the table to serve out their portions as Goku sets the plates down.]
It's that way whenever you name a shinki. Sometimes, it might have been something that did really happen, but even the memories that aren't real feel as if they are.