[ neither year seems to correlate with his own timeline, too far back to be in sync, about a century before he or rei were even born. but these days, little makes sense, mixed with people of different worlds, of different times. but even that can make more sense to him than the idea that his sister and daisy's mom could be the same person.
but somehow, even that doesn't feel as significant to figure out as the dampness on her cheeks, her palm smearing the remnants of them on her skin even when she turns away for a moment.
again, he's momentarily quiet before he steps in closer, boots slow along the grass. ]
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but somehow, even that doesn't feel as significant to figure out as the dampness on her cheeks, her palm smearing the remnants of them on her skin even when she turns away for a moment.
again, he's momentarily quiet before he steps in closer, boots slow along the grass. ]
And what ... happened to her?