Maruki finally raised his head a little when he felt her hand on his hair. He pulled back a little, unsure about the physical touch despite the fact that he knew Hamuko meant it as a comforting gesture.
It's been a while since he's felt comforted in general- with his heart wrapped in thorns that leave nothing but the wake of scars and memories threatening to surface with the alcohol. He went overboard again.
"That...that is feasible but like- mine is only one of such universes where things could have ended both good or bad, you know?" He would be fishing out his pocket journal and write that little detail down but really he can barely hold a pen in his hand. Or argue about the inevitably of how rich lives don't hold ground in their current reality but he doesn't want to be a buzzkill.
"I suppose it will put your mind at ease too. Don't think many get the chance to even make that request."
How would he communicate all that though?
That question is left hanging in his head still because the sentence uttered to him prior from everything else still rings in his head.
In a way, you're more honest.
Maruki suddenly raised an index, a little unstable as his eyelids threatened to close. "...why did you say that?" He asks and proceeds to give zero context about what he's talking about.
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Maruki finally raised his head a little when he felt her hand on his hair. He pulled back a little, unsure about the physical touch despite the fact that he knew Hamuko meant it as a comforting gesture.
It's been a while since he's felt comforted in general- with his heart wrapped in thorns that leave nothing but the wake of scars and memories threatening to surface with the alcohol. He went overboard again.
"That...that is feasible but like- mine is only one of such universes where things could have ended both good or bad, you know?" He would be fishing out his pocket journal and write that little detail down but really he can barely hold a pen in his hand. Or argue about the inevitably of how rich lives don't hold ground in their current reality but he doesn't want to be a buzzkill.
"I suppose it will put your mind at ease too. Don't think many get the chance to even make that request."
How would he communicate all that though?
That question is left hanging in his head still because the sentence uttered to him prior from everything else still rings in his head.
In a way, you're more honest.
Maruki suddenly raised an index, a little unstable as his eyelids threatened to close. "...why did you say that?" He asks and proceeds to give zero context about what he's talking about.
Benefits of drinking if you will.